I Look Through Broken Windows Comments

I think this poem is about letting go. You gaze through your broken windows at something precious from long ago that can never be recaptured and yet has been transformed as 'your yearning sinks with the rich moon into white. Acceptance delivered with grace and poetic skill. Love, Alison ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

P is for poet O is for of E is for exceptional T is for talent Bill Grace

Sandra, not very often do i come across a poem that stuns my literary senses... And don't take that as my being aloof, as none of my own work has stun me yet! The imagework employed in this piece is radiant, as is the vernacular, in general. I wrote on a similar theme awhile back....but it pales in comparrison to this.i. rarely do this, but i have added this poem to my very small collection of 'Favorites'....Outstanding work, young lady! It's of no surprise to me that you are a published Poet...you must afford me some tips one of these days! lol! ~ ~ ~

Sad, but a most beautiful piece of poetry, written by a master of the craft. Thankyou Sandra---Melvina---

Your poem so captures the difference between western and eastern culture, this being the lonliness in the west. Sad and beautifully portrayed. So fresh and cool I could feel it and see night sky while dreaming the cloud bridge. Great work. Best wishes, eliza

...lovely imagery, Sandra

'I wish that you could feel my solace thought, But friendship is too distant now for song. Yearning sinks with the rich moon into white. Your shadow on the cloud bridge fades my eyes.' I couldn't have expressed it better.What style. I love this poem. Anjana

Sandra, such profound, imagistic language you have chosen. Truly one of your finest poetic moments. 'Shards of dark sky lift my loneliness / eternal separation of mind touch.' How ultimately cool is that? Hurrah, Greg XXO

Sandra, a very enjoyable piece of writing. It also made me think of faraway friends. Regards, Ian

It's very nostalgic. Having read this poem I began to yearn to meet my best friends...

Such bitter-sweet sorrow of a lost friendship, i can almost feel the yearning. Beautiful poem Sincerely Nickie x x

A sad notion of a seperation & yearning..........through the broken windows I see a lot, that's very sorrowful.

'Nearer the church farther the God' is the proverb. Sometime separation increases the bondage. Your heart yearns for the love and affection of a distant friend. Your poem, though written years back, is still speaks of your expectation of this spiritual love, not the material love, from others. If I am that letter friend what you mean from India, I am really fortunate to be so. A poet only can understand the feelings of the other poet as they sail in the same boat.

A lovely poem of tender yearning, one can almost hear Li Po missing his children he hasn't seen in years: 'I Dreamt like this till my wits went wild, by such yearning daily burned within; so tore some silk, wrote this distant pang from me to you living at WenYang...' Li Po Letter To His Two Small Children

Now here's a clever writer, so much depth in this, a heart stretched out across the sea of loss, You tell them so well Love duncan X

Sandra these are the words of a great poet, this poem is life everlasting cheers Sylvie

Beautiful Sandra, the blend of nature and feelings at one in this poem of love and longing. Warmest wishes, Justine.