Isfahan Comments

Beautiful, as only Martin Harrison is able to write in such language, lovely and fine metaphors used.5 Stars!

So birds croak from a cracked, green bush, the mouth’s distortion roars into an amulet, but nothing distinguishes each memory, solidified into a white-domed zone: .../// beautiful stanza

Well articulated and nicely penned with clarity of thought and mind. A beautiful creation.

There, a heron’s stillness helps it vanish, wading by a wind-flecked lake. Outside, car-noise glistening after early rain. Night’s silence builds its inner ear.. very fine poem. tony

Night's silence builds its inner ear: lovely- an essential work exposing how specificity becomes amorphous sense of commotion of one dominant constant all entrapping sound. Its time is ridged like wind- blown sea. Astute.

Its time is ridged like wind-blown sea. Suddenly lit up, cat's-eyes down a moonless road......impressive concluding. Beautiful poem by Martin Harrison is amazingly shared here.

Fixed on you! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

Such a wonderful write by Martin Harrison👍👍👍