Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Ballade Mystique Comments

Rating: 4.8

The big, red-house is bare and lone
The stony garden waste and sere
With blight of breezes ocean blown
To pinch the wakening of the year;
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Clive Staples Lewis
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Khairul Ahsan 28 August 2020

'What do they know? What do they know? ' - Our friends and peers, however close to us, may not actually know what goes on inside us. An excellent poem to read and recite aloud. Love the mystique elements of the poem. Congratulations to the poet on his poem's selection as the 'Poem of the Day'!

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 28 August 2020

Very well crafted piece with a touch of loneliness so finely woven to make it outstanding 10+++

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Dr Antony Theodore 28 August 2020

For my desire, around me go Immortal shapes of beauty clear: They do not know, they do not know. a very fine poem. tony

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Kasturi Sinha 28 August 2020

Beautifully constructed!

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paul amrod 28 August 2020

An amazing enigmatic recitation of this work brings up my spine. I love the pure depth of its expressiveness.

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Tamara Beryl Latham 28 August 2020

Brilliantly penned classical poem that has not been given the recognition it deserves. The imagery is truly impressive. Loved it! : -)

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Paul Gerard Reed 28 August 2020

I have found a new poet to inspire. Wonderful expression.

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Mahtab Bangalee 28 August 2020

this poem is a mouth-speaker of loneliness; so beautifully penned; I enjoyed

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Kumarmani Mahakul 28 August 2019

Brilliant expression has been made by Clive Staples Lewis. Beautiful poem.

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Ruta Mohapatra 28 August 2019

Wonderful imagination!

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Ratnakar Mandlik 28 August 2019

Mysteries associated with solitude and one loving it, marvelously unfolded. A well deserved classic poem of the day/

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Edward Kofi Louis 28 August 2019

" Piteously alone" ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Glen Kappy 28 August 2019

one of things this poem speaks to is the difference between solitude and loneliness. we—or many of us—need solitude. and many of us need it to imagine and create. -gk

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Uche Nwanze 28 August 2019

For my desire, around me go Immortal shapes of beauty clear.' Beautifully crafted deserving of poem of the day.

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Practicing Poetess 28 August 2019

One of my absolute favourite writers. I will read anything written by him! Thanks, Poem Hunter, for choosing him for Poem of the Day.

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M CORGI 22 May 2018

nice poem! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

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