After The Towers Fell Comments

A solemn eulogy, that finds an echo in our hearts too. 'Yes, after the towers fell, we DID rise' - that was a collective tribute that they deserved.

What a beautiful memorial to those who fell and I love the non-sensitivity with which you handle the words. They are more powerful because of that. Thank you also for reading and commenting on my poems.

There is a strength in every weakness There is a hope in every storm Thank you dear susan. I enjoyed reading your thoughtful and lovely poem. Best Wishes Hamid Moghaddasi (Calm)

Never to be forgotten..What a day that was and beautiful tribute your poem is..

Simply a beautiful tribute, brought a tear to my eyes!

beautifully written, thoughts brilliantly expressed. My heart goes out to New York, from a great tragedy the Rose like the Pheonix from the ashes. Great Write

Congrats for having selected the poem as the member's poem of the day. Its an excellent tribute to those who lost lives on 09/11.

There is hope for a tree cut down. After a scent of water, it buds. Although the Tower was brought down, the citizens are not downcast. Great write!

I still see their faces! ! ! Terror! Horror! ! Breaking the mirror of peace. (9/11) . Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

a brilliant tribute poem of lives lost in an horrific event that subsequently opened the eyes of the world? their lives will never be forgotten................well written

I honor those who lost their lives in the events of 9/11.I also honor this great write giving tributes to the victims.

Reminds me of the song BOUNCE popularized by BON JOVI...a perfect 10.... I invite you to visit my NINE ELEVEN EARTHSHAKING DAY.... Thanks Ma'am Susan....

Hi Susan, There is strength in every weakness There is hope in every storm Being so positive in today's world, while reliving the catastrophie, needs extreme courage. Congrats. I would like you to read my poems A Road in the Middle of Nowhere, When Shadows Reappear, both in the wake of similar inhuman cruelty. Thanks

I read and re read this several times 'And they cannot be forgotten, And I will not look away' Sometimes all we can do is see, etch another person in our mind. Remember them, write about them, never forget them, honour them. It seems such a small thing as you wish there was more you could do, powerless to change the course of events. In reality it is the last great act of kindness, love, compassion and remembrance we can do for others.

Very touching and compelling reading, well done.

Susie, Yours is a great poem. Also you had read my 09/11 some time back and commented. Thanks very much. Even at this late stage I wanted to thank you for your views. Also, you can visualize how we Sri Lankans were facing same kind of situation as yours, for thirty solid years day in day out. Can you imagine type of atrocities those most dreadful terrorists, world's most ruthless outfit in the guise of liberation committed on this island? How many infants, kids, pregnant women, aged and clergy they simply hacked, chopped and cut in to pieces, most cruelly? No inch of the land was spared by these demons without blasting alive. Now, they hiding within your country and elsewhere, they play various other tricks too with the help of your politicians to continue this. Many do not feel or understand the kind of agony we were going through for 30 years. After finishing the menace, some leaders in the developed world are harassing us in the name of human rights and this is worse than the terrorism itself. Where ever it occurs, terrorism is terrorism. There can’t be two type as good terrorism and bad terrorism.

wow that is powerful very nicely written.

Reading through your work, I believe you are fast becoming one of my favourite poets.

I found the writing of my poem (as you have read) rather a catharsis experience as the images of that day still live with me. I was viewing from the comfort of my sofa in front of the tv safe in another country, how must Newyorkers. Once again my dear your work makes mine look like scribblings.

Sweet and remorsefully heartfelt... with a patriotic resilience that is uncommon in today's rhetoric... your pen makes me proud to call you a fellow countryman... well done Susan!