Thursday, June 20, 2019

A Magic White Death Comments

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You always thought that when you'd die, you'd look back at a magnificent life filled with
great times, friends and family-people you loved and places so gloriously enveloping
that some part of your dying and diseased mind, (as you are dying, remember)
might have confused this place from being heaven.
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C F 21 June 2019

A very honest poetic view of life and death... when young, we often enjoy life and ignore death, when matured, we are wary of life and fear death, when old, we get tired of life and welcome death. Death is our constant companion, always loyal to the core. We just shift our acceptance from glorious death to wary death because we fear the unknown. Glorious because we are still far from death, wary because we are already knocking at the door of death.10+

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Julia Luber 21 June 2019

Very astute comment on a strange poem that is not so clear about any specific emotions and which as well is slightly maniacal from the high-charged 'subject' and impact of death. Really, " dead" on! (LOL- get it? Death subject- target notation: Dead On!) Thanks for a profound and explicating comment on a strange and twisted poem.

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