As It Was Written Comments

When it sucks all your scars, does it heal them? I think you're imaginative and the meanings are in layers. Thank you Sexton, I wish to know who sits on the twisted chairs.

A lovely journey through the valley....how wevsll feel every thing working against us.

This is poetry sublime. The metaphors are not from this earth. A poem of cosmic proportion.

A magnificent poem full of melancholy. Congratulations on being chosen as The Classic Poem Of The Day. To her family are these words. A true fascinating poem.

And the moon, under its dark hood, falls out of the sky each night,