Agony And Ecstasy Comments

Great opening to the poem with the image of Helen's beauty launching a thousand ships into the sea.... allowing many Helens parade before your eyes taking you to an inebriated trance....! Very sensual!

How fitting that your poem begins with clouds! What follows is a succession of psychosomatic states which resemble the changing shapes of clouds. They combine the immediate aches of longing with sweeps of time and space. They are known as ephemeral only because they are set off off against the perspective of eternity. It is a great realization that the body is not a thing, just as the world is not a concatenation of things. The world provides conditions for our body to live and die. Our body provides conditions for feelings to arise, and these cannot be separated from the soul.

Reading your poem all agony turns to ecstasy. Beautiful narration. Thank you.