Monday, December 15, 2014

Christmas Sparrow Comments

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The first thing I heard this morning
was a soft, insistent rustle,
the rapid flapping of wings
against glass as it turned out,
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Billy Collins
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Nicholas Hrusovsky 25 November 2019

I'm writing a pastiche poem based off of this in english class. The only problem is I can only think of good poetry when it rhymes, but I might have to write it free-verse because the original is free-verse. We'll see what happens. Either way, it's a beautiful poem.

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yo what up its nathan holmberg

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Dr Antony Theodore 07 November 2019

But outside, it burst from my uncupped hands into its element, dipping over the dormant garden in a spasm of wingbeats and disappearing over a tall row of hemlocks... picturesque discription. tony

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Dr Antony Theodore 08 July 2019

Still, for the rest of the day, I could feel its wild thrumming against my palms whenever I thought about the hours the bird must have spent pent in the shadows of that room, So much you feel about a little sparrow. your mind is filled with mercy. tony

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Angela Lin 23 November 2017

Next time, would you please write a shorter poem? These are too hard for me to memorize.

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Tom Allport 20 December 2016

one lucky sparrow plus one good deed equals being happy?

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Raymond Farrell 25 January 2016

Great poem by Billy Collins and not some surreal dada to boot.

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Janet Hanson 18 January 2016

I'm so glad that it is free!

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Susan Williams 19 December 2015

This is Poetry with a capital P- - he handed us this beautiful thought-provoking incident and painted it in colors that we made our own. Just bask in these lines- - - But outside, it burst from my uncupped hands into its element, dipping over the dormant garden in a spasm of wingbeats and disappearing over a tall row of hemlocks. Still, for the rest of the day, I could feel its wild thrumming against my palms whenever I thought about the hours the bird must have spent pent in the shadows of that room,

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Seema Jayaraman 19 December 2015

The revival of Sparrows! So happy to see this poem here..recently we too have started spotting a few n such a delightful sight..

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Terry Craddock 19 December 2015

'The first thing I heard this morning was a soft, insistent rustle, the rapid flapping of wings against glass as it turned out, ' loved this, the conversation poetic of the first stanza, tuned in the final 'as it turned out, ' then the glorious rich word images developed with such pathos, before the final surprising 'lucky sparrow tucked into a holly bush' and the charming calm beauty of 'a light snow tumbling through the windless dark.' 10+++

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Kim Barney 19 December 2015

Collins brings back many memories of similar events from my past. What a feast! He really brings things alive for me. Thank you.

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Francie Lynch 19 December 2015

Brilliant re-visiting of an eventful moment of freedom. Well-done.

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Michael Morgan 19 December 2015

Interesting memory of a tactile sensation MM

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David Wood 19 December 2015

It brings back memories, our cat used to bring in mice from the fields and tiy with them. Lovely poem

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Spock The Vegan 17 December 2015

Impressive poem by Billy Collins about nature.

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Susan Williams 29 December 2014

This is the most beguiling and lovely poem about a wild thrumming moment in time that I have ever been blessed to read.

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