A Waking Sickness Comments

This sounds like a homecoming, of a reunion and a rediscovery of truths partially forgotten but now fully restored. I'm reminded of the lines at the of Eliot's FOUR QUARTETS: The end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time. It's the journey out and away, and then circling back that makes such appreciation possible. Your poem makes this truth live again, makes it more than Eliot's direct statement, makes it vibrant with feeling. The repeated THEIR LOVE is ecstatic, cathartic. What a grand effusive climax for your poem!

A very beautiful poem filled with nostalgic loneliness and the so very burning desire to be with loved ones again. Poignant and lovely.

Aloha Leah... Happy Giving Thanks Day! I have a few more moments to check out the dazed posts from the past 24... This is good! Really Good! I must dwell upon your honesty for some time... covertly, this is a bomb... are you Not my main point made in these comments... this is reality... expressed clearly, with precision... thank you profoundly... all of the best from this life, to you, and all of your relations... Michaelw1two.