Japanese Garden On A Warm December Night Comments

I'm fascinated with anything Japanese.. I really enjoyed this. Red

Quite a splendid piece of work. Reminiscent of a garden of a friend's in NOLA, right off the Quarter. Once inside the gate, the world disappeared and only the trees and birds and grass and fountain existed. I found it hard at the end of the evening to be led from that spot. It was like I would imagine Heaven's gardens to be. Rita

This is a wonderful poem to read. The imagery is great. You are incredibly talented, and I look foward to reading more of your poems

This is wonderful, Hugh. There is a garden just like this right in the middle of Los Angeles, hidden away behind tall buildings. A treasure, like your poem.

I've never been in a Japanese garden Hugh but you certainly make me want to visit one! This is beautiful. Sincerely, Mary

Kore wa totemo utsukushii desu. Kore wa anata no yoku kuwashiku iimashita. (This is very beautiful. This you have described it in a good way.) Thanks for posting. A lovely read. Love Ernestine XXX

This is a wonder, medatative portrait Hugh. The use of the language is wonderful. Words become hues in this work. The final two lines are bueautiful and suggest that further contemplation would be overkill. Marvelous piece Hugh.

Well...I really had to think about the 'secret lover'...because secrets fascinate me...but in my spellbound of the poem, I formed the conclusion that the Japanese Garden was the secret enfolding you. This poem has qualities that delight the senses. Thanks again Hugh.

Wonderful and wistful. a device of discord flows through the description as it reads to me. The stars going out one by one like the lights in a mall shutting off at closing time...This really hit me in the chest Hugh, the elements like yin and yang, of beauty and sorrow, flowing over rocks, with the storm drain kind of control which are put to everything, to make it work, that's the necessity of aesthetics, to remove us for a while from the pain of living. That's why poets create Japanese Gardens.

Beautiful poem, absolutely beautiful. The soothing atmosphere you create here is a joy to read. Well done.

when IT comes nothing remains and no matter how the Great Moment comes to be that you have felt IT leaves a lingering in the heart that Nirvana must be held in highest regard and so should this poem which gives the reader a taste of that moment which you experienced a wonderful poem and gift

You project a wonderfully calming image of the Japanese Garden Hugh, there is one very near me, but have a thing about Bonzai, It feels weird that a tree can be so stunted and yet so old to me. I kind of feel responsible! stupid it is! 10 from Tai, wishing you a 2006 full of hugs