Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Bartimeus Grown Old Comments
Rating: ★3.3
YEA, I am he that dwelt beside this tomb.
I was a child. God smote me from the sun.
A little while, I had forgot to run
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Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
12 August 2012
Passionate way of writing about the old Bartimeus. The poet is able to put himself in the shoes of this old man and feel his sorrow and hope. Good reminder of the coming old age of everyone.
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8/17/2025 4:16:24 AM # 1.0.0
Tenderness and frailty wonderfully expressed in a quaint well written poem. A poem to make you hopefully stop and think, then reflect on.