Thursday, January 1, 2004

Castile Comments

Rating: 3.8

Orange blossoms blowing over Castile
children begging for coins

I met my love under an orange tree
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Louise Gluck
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P A Noushad 12 October 2020

A beautifully composed poem which blooms and spreads its literary fragrance everywhere.

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Ratnakar Mandlik 25 July 2019

" I dreamed every thing The story is my story." Well deserved modern poem of the Day.

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Mahtab Bangalee 25 July 2019

superbly delineated the love by the excellent poetic words// thanks for sharing

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Adeeb Alfateh 25 July 2019

I met my love under an orange tree: I have forgotten only the facts, not the inference— there were children, somewhere, crying, begging for coins beautiful poem great 10++++++++++++++++

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Bernard F. Asuncion 25 July 2019

A well composed poem by Louise Gluck...

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Rajnish Manga 27 November 2017

Interesting imagery with a large canvas of life reflecting various scenes and emotions in a collage. Thanks for sharing.

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Lyn Paul 27 November 2017

Sounds so fast and exciting and then, it was just a dream. Well dreams are beautiful! Just as your words.

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Susan Williams 27 November 2017

That was a powerful emotional philosophical read- well worth writing and well worth reading. Excellent piece to show a different face of poetry

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Edward Kofi Louis 27 November 2017

There i met my love! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Subhas Chandra Chakra 27 November 2017

A nice story so effectively described in a real poetic way. Congrats for the selection as modern POD.

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 27 November 2017

This is so beautiful the name and the theme presented wonderfully and indeed i am speechless to comment anything on this profound writing as on ecstasy in dream or reality still as the dream grew old and passed things as dreamed did not happen as i must quote for each age is a dream that is dying, or one that is coming to birthis a castle in we are living.........great poem........thanks for sharing

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Kumarmani Mahakul 27 November 2017

I met my love under an orange tree: I have forgotten only the facts, not the inference— there were children, somewhere, crying, begging for coins.........beautifully inscribed the past memories. Thanks and congratulations for being selected this poem as the poem as the poem of the day.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 27 November 2017

Such an interesting write by Louise Gluck...

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Colleen Courtney 14 May 2014

A nicely told story. Vivid descriptions. Nicely written.

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