Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Chestnut Blight Comments

Rating: 5.0

As each fatigued day culls my nature
Mine mind does Judas thee
And tinker pon the waves of hope
Muted Banshee
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karen sinclair
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Danny Draper 04 October 2012

Stark raging mad the plight from blight that sees a tree into a hearths fetching light and by the flames we reflect upon the little things that bring undone, a mighty tree or power in naive hands, so oft their sundered inimitable force is yet nearly invisible.

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wonderful- that's all I can say, wonderful!

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar 02 October 2012

a standard poem read with a value.

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Neela Nath Das 02 October 2012

A nice parallelism is brought between man and nature.Lovely.

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S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 02 October 2012

Lovd how u say 'Fair mumsy', wow d whole poem has splendid nature imagery and makes for an advanced read.

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