Thursday, March 15, 2012

Ancient Plates Comments

Rating: 5.0

Antique plates on the mantle'
Separate along cracks,
Grind and fail without notice
Like simmering disunity.
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Elena Sandu 31 October 2013

How true! limitless capacity To care for our siblings May rekindle harmony I would add dear friend that our sibilings could be every living thing on Earth. Maybe those plates too, why not? You shared another great poem, thank you!

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Bri Edwards 01 July 2013

i could use a little help from the poet to explain the meaning(s) here. i appreciate, at least, the punctuation to separate the sentences. without understanding it i really can't appreciate it much, but, as always, thanks for sharing.

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Sandy Player 01 December 2012

A lot of meaning for 14 lines. Great stuff

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Ruth Walters 03 October 2012

That's really sensitively written with hope built into it too, great poem

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Captain Cur 14 May 2012

Love and hope remain when materials possessions crumble.

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Karen Deeks 16 March 2012

Subtle double edged meaning, writing which on one way has me considering the man made antiques, the other man created (I guess) suppose distruction. One small, fragile. Almost insignificance apart from personal attachment the other a worrying threat to remind us how insignificant and helpless we are. Great piece Danny. Ty for sharing. Karen

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