Saturday, July 30, 2016

As A Sister Comments

Rating: 5.0

Suzanne awoke abruptly, gripping
the sheet with both hands to steady
her nerves. What nocturnal apparition
had so shaken her sleeping self?
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Daniel Brick
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Nosheen Irfan 05 August 2016

Such a beautiful poem. In Nature we find comfort n solace. To have the feeling that earth loves her as a sister, what bliss! The agony of a sleepless night is so well put n how a poem recitation brings back the elusive sleep, it's wonderfully written. With the morning light disappear all the misgivings n apprehensions of the night. This is what all of us have experienced at some point. But the way you have put it, it's simply awesome. Loved it.

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Liza Sudina 01 August 2016

this idea (that the earth loved her as a sister) is absolutely NEW to me. I never thought earth loves me, or any human being. or even animal. I never thought about earth as Mother, as ancient people do. I think she is indifferent to me! But of course it is untrue! she gives so much, we are integrated with her. She is also only a donor for us, and we are spoiling her, because we are not tought to remember that she loves us, now I see that it is obvious! but how deep in dark our minds are to forget it! Thank you for this flash idea, Daniel!

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Pamela Sinicrope 30 July 2016

I am smiling ear to ear as I read this. I'm not even sure why. I think certain phrases just resonated with me. One, your character is a woman....me too! Two: I have woken in the middle of the night started, wondering...what midnight apparition... Three: I am woken every morning by a carillon of birds...we have more birds than you could imagine in our yard...and carillon! I LOVE that word! My parents live next to the Carillon in D.C. It plays every night. Four: Cul De Sac....I LOVE that word too! I've never read another poet use that term like you...and it TOTALLY works! Five: Denise Levertov...never read her, but grew up staring at a book or two with her name on the spine....evoked childhood memories. Six: The Epilogue...I love that you did such a beautiful epilogue. I imagined her actually becoming a part of the wall itself in tune with her sister...was she a ghost too? This was lovely and I enjoyed reading it. I got part poem and part story. Very well done. So Daniel.

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Kelly Kurt 30 July 2016

Whenever I am able to get any decent sleep, everything seems more beautiful too. : -)

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