I Will Eat Aubergines. Comments

Wow! Poet. Like it.

This is simply beautiful. There is a world of love, tenderness and caring in these words that shine through. I confess to cheering the English Rugby team and I tend to eradicate the rhododendron as a foreign invader, but I love this poem.

Hi Sue - for you Angel - I will comment on your lovely poem - full of emotion and resolve. I was 60 when my Dad went to Glory and he was joined by my Mum two years later and even though it was 15 years ago I miss them both each day. I trust this gives me the right to empathise. V 1 - I love this Sue - these are all 'man Things' pruning - red wine - rugby - port & stilton - 'The Welsh Fifteen' what devotion - to you beloved Dad - this verse evokes. V 2 - This is even better - men love the seasonal chnages 'On the allotment' for you to don your Dad's size ten wellies and 'muck in' is wonderful. V 3 - sound exactly like my Dad (born in 1903 - 'An Edwardian Gentleman' bemoaning the passing of a gentler safer age. A lover of Snowdonia and The Glyders Fach and Fawr and Sunrise over Castell yr Gwent and like your Dad an afficiando of the Goons - The Two Ronnies and Tom Lehrer - all of which did not move my Mother very much. V 4 is very emotive and beyond comment. 'Until my own seasons close - then I will have only one wish - That you meet me at life's end'. thank you for sharing - beautiful. love in Poetry - JOHN

This is just tremendous. I cannot praise this piece of writing enough or find the adequate words to express the empathy it draws from me. It actually made me feel extremely emotional. Sue...this is one of the very best pieces I have yet read on this site. Thank you for gifting us with it. Kev.