Blaze Of Glory Comments

This reminds me of this poem I recently read. Desire (by Claribel Alegría) “And someone entered death with his eyes open.” - A. Pizarnik I want to enter death with my eyes open my ears open with no masks no fears knowing and not knowing serenely facing other voices other airs other paths forgetting my memories detaching myself being reborn intact. Translated by D. J. Flakoll

Someone has said: 'If you are not busy beeing born, you are busy dying.' This wonderful poem depict death as a kind of 'last' labor, in a everlasting process of birth. Thank's for sharing.

A fantastic poem. I love the way it is written as well as the message. Ron

Remarkable piece of work. Thanks.

An extraordinary composition of introspective verse! I appreciate your efforts here. Thanks.

I have no doubt that you will ivor

Excellent, that is exactly the way I would like to go, shouting back wow! that was great. I must keep this one it says it all. Regards Ann