Monday, October 31, 2011

Dark Harbour Comments

Rating: 5.0

The lights are shining down upon broken stones and fishing boats
In the amber haze reflections reach for the night that’s crowding close
And on the hill the old hotel is watching over all
And I think I hear a voice I know
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jim hogg
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Just Lines 26 January 2017

5 years after my first and subsequent readings of this poem I am once again left standing in that same amber haze...reluctant to leave the page...keeping this one...

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William F Dougherty 24 October 2012

Herewith: a voice to hear and a voice to emulate.

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Iris Blue 01 October 2012

Revisiting this one and once again I find myself reluctant to leave the page; visually arresting and audibly haunting, the sense of regret is almost tangible....

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Iris Blue 04 February 2012

A poem that harbours the darkness of regret...there is something very special about the composition of this poem - the words seem to fall across the page like the notes on a stave giving it a rich musicality that intensifies the mood, tone and sentiment - it's as if the poetic devices employed have been transposed into musical notation to create a hauntingly beautiful melody that in turn paints a vivid picture - a picture that draws the reader in and leaves them standing in the amber haze...

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