Friday, September 8, 2006

Lebanon Comments

Rating: 5.0

A man whose wounds were healed, perhaps,
Grew restive as the seasons lapsed;
Faltering footsteps, one by one,
Led him to snowy Lebanon.
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Not a member No 4 04 February 2007

Will, A E H would have shaved himself in a state of high glee if he had cut this. It's high grade precious stonework raised to the dizzying heights of Coleridgean 'wanton poesy'. In fact, I've no doubt that STC would have been proud of this - it has the majestic flow, mystery and mythic quality of Kubla Khan. It has polished magic in it. It has a dreamlike edge to it. You've melded and wended with abandon in this. Ingenious. jim

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Melvina Germain 13 September 2006

An expression of sadness, in a wonderful poem---Melvina

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Sandra Fowler 09 September 2006

Praise for your elegant, expressive poem. There is a pervasive sadnees here that is very appealing to the reader. Kindest regards, Sandra

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Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr 08 September 2006

Will...Well placed imagery and smooth flowing verses make this work polished as a new Ferrari! Nice Work''''''''''''''''''''''fjr

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Sean North 08 September 2006

crying like a cedar, i like it MR will

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