Sunday, September 6, 2015

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I watched my hands,
put them on the face
then looked at them gingerly.
Observed that if I keep
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Elena Sandu
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Afrooz Jafarinoor 13 September 2015

Elena, how creative you are to make such a deep poem just by looking at your own hands and feet! This proves that the world is the man, and the man is the world!

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Valsa George 13 September 2015

What a wonderful thought Elena! How I love the way you explained the need to bend or move a little without being too hard like diamond or too soft as butter! The thoughts are beautifully woven into the texture of the poem using apt words in powerful diction! A 10

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Kelly Kurt 12 September 2015

A lovely and nicely written poem, Elena

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Hans Vr 11 September 2015

Wow, Elena, This is a heart warming and very inspiring poem. Such a very nice self reflection starting with looking at your hands and feet. So true and so full of wisdom. Being ourselves, leaning towards the others, a brilliant idea.

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