Monday, April 19, 2010

Exile Comments

Rating: 3.1

By the sad waters of separation
Where we have wandered by divers ways,
I have but the shadow and imitation
Of the old memorial days.
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Ernest Christopher Dowson
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Ratnakar Mandlik 16 June 2017

the sad waters of separation Bear us unto the ultimate night Superb conceptualization.

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Jayatissa K. Liyanage 16 June 2017

True nature of pain of separation, elegantly expressed. A memorable poem, indeed. Thanks for sharing. X

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Edward Kofi Louis 16 June 2017

Desolation! ! Withthe the muse of life. Thanks for sharing.

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Edward Kofi Louis 16 June 2017

Destination! ! Thanks for sharing.

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Anil Kumar Panda 16 June 2017

Sadness is dripping thick from lines. In music I have no consolation, No roses are pale enough for me; The sound of the waters of separation Surpasseth roses and melody. ... Nothing seems interest to the poet due to separation. Nice.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 16 June 2017

Such an interesting poem about sadness.... thanks for posting......

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Liza Sudina 16 June 2017

What a perfect poem! The sad and strong elegy feelings.

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Ernest Christopher Dowson

Ernest Christopher Dowson

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