Evening Comments

Part 3. " she fell into the mud insulting bullets "… the horror reverberates through the spine of the reader…The harrowing experiences come back to life, like skeletons dancing to the tune of the songs of death.

Part 2. " the jasmine is still in bloom in the distant sky, the moon girl's loose gown the hem sewing are you elder sister? " telling us a lot without words. The harsh realities of centuries-long ethnic conflict, its scalds and marks..

Powerful poem. Harsh and gnawing imagery " although three months have passed the eyes of darkness are burning "… the flow of words and images incise the readers' souls. A hole in their heart never fills.. Contd

Nice poem. Beautifully written.