Monday, December 5, 2005

El Dorado Comments

Rating: 5.0

The half-lit wilting and leafless white Birch
against the pink and gray Pinatubo sunset,
their fragile contrast to the skyline like haggard wraiths.
We sit on a cement bench on the shore of the artificial lake
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George Murdock
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Nimal Dunuhinga 19 April 2009

This word painting would hang in a frame on every heart wall.

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Sathyanarayana M V S 14 November 2008

Great imagery. The rhythm in right tunes to please the reader.....

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John Kay 05 December 2005

George...nice imagery leading up to my favorite preoccupation-deception/self-deception; how could we live without it. And if it wasn't for poets like you maybe we wouldn't know the difference. Yeah, you want us to know the difference...good work here.

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