Absences Comments

" No wounds left to heal" . A well deserved modern poem of the day.

the last stari Smeared out ..No vigils left to keep. No enemies left to slaughter. ....No vigils left to keep. No enemies left to slaughter. .....Nobody left to be beautiful. No polyp admiral to sip ....No sound would be heard if So much silence was not heard.... ...cause of absence allover there ....imperceptible... Shapeless.....feelings

No sound would be heard if So much silence was not heard. Clouds scuff like sheep on the cliff. Very good poem indeed. tony

No vigils left to keep. No enemies left to slaughter. The rough roofs of the slopes, Loosely thatched with splayed water, Very fine poem. tony

The rough roofs of the slopes! ! Unwatched, Unwashed; Death! ! ! ! Blood and whisky from a skull. . Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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This poem is beautiful and very creative.

Like SNOW by Archibald Lampman, ABSENCES by Dom Moraes renders me solemn - in the way of truth, not mere sadness. Like a painter, Moraes imbues each line with crisp, dimensional description. I so admire his mastery of our language and the stark beauty of this poem.... the stromalites breathe...

A pessimistic poem but lot of fine lines and beautifully created poem in such a good poem.

Looks to be suitable for the present world to make a note of this poem! Wars are of no use as they have become old fashioned!

I am awed, amazed, and so inspired to read this Masterpeice by Dom Moraes. The last two lines which are an epitome of the poem are also an epitome of perhaps the central seed of all human Philosphy. Individuality powers creativity and the difference stems from the absence of different strengths in each of us. A different way of saying presence of different strengths in each one of us. What a master craftsman.