Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Botticelli's Madonna In The Louvre Comments

Rating: 2.7

WHAT strange presentiment, O Mother, lies
On thy waste brow and sadly-folded lips,
Forefeeling the Light's terrible eclipse
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Edith Wharton
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John Richter 23 February 2015

beautiful poem, beautiful message of love and hope that only a mother can truly generate. A voiceless, indescribable strength presented so elegantly. I enjoy the pure emotion behind this piece.

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Kim Barney 23 February 2015

I think this is a great poem of hope, and deserves much better than the 5.3 user rating given by the 34 voters so far!

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Edith Wharton

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