Sunday, April 23, 2006

Gloaming Hour Comments

Rating: 4.5

outside in the gloaming,
southern wind blew my hair
like flames
every star in the galaxy
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Joyce Chelmo
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Richard Terrify 28 May 2006

Scream at the stars...that's why they're there...for you...waiting! -Rick

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Phillip Sawatzky 25 April 2006

Joyce, I think its called the Cosmic Blues, by some. But what I'm beginning to think, we are not born feeling alone, but like a poem by Jack Gilbert, 'We get to be alone by time, by luck or by misadventure.' And so there is the longing to recapature that feeling of connectedess, of belonging, again. Your poem beautifully brings this fundamental human experience to light. Phillip

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