Monday, January 13, 2003

Long Distance Ii Comments

Rating: 3.5

Though my mother was already two years dead
Dad kept her slippers warming by the gas,
put hot water bottles her side of the bed
and still went to renew her transport pass.
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Tony Harrison
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sushila 17 December 2019

this poem reminds me of my long lost love sushila number 2.

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Thankamani 17 December 2019

My darling, is this you? ? Please find me.

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Thankamani 17 December 2019

Susu, is this you? Please find me my darling. Love you beta. I have made your favorite pakoras and aloo gobi

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Muzahidul Reza 06 April 2018

put hot water bottles her side of the bed and still went to renew her transport pass......... well penned

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Joshua Adeyemi 05 April 2018

He couldn't risk my blight of disbelief though sure that very soon he'd hear her key scrape in the rusted lock and end his grief. He knew she'd just popped out to get the tea.

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Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 05 April 2018

The emotions and events are so poignantly expressed. It tugs at the heart. Beautiful poem dear poet. I loved it.

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Glen Kappy 05 April 2018

This is a great poem, I think, in its poignancy, wry humor and wisdom, and the craft that packages it. The last stanza both follows and surprises with what precedes it—it’s a kicker, a flourishing finish, an exclamation point to the whole. -GK

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Subhas Chandra Chakra 05 April 2018

and the disconnected number I still call. Wow, such a beautiful write. Thanks for the sharing.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 05 April 2018

Such a brilliant poem by Tony Harrison👍👍👍

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Ruta Mohapatra 18 March 2018

Love conquers death. Well written!

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Glenys Arthur 07 January 2018

Through the experiences and challenges of daily life, I forgot the depth of Tony Harrison's work.

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Kshirod Kumar Dehury 01 December 2017

Beautiful poem.Ths poem is heart touching poem.Thanksgiving for sharing.

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Bobcat 26 November 2017

Tony Harrison is hands down the greatest poet England has produced in the last 50 years. Even better than G. Hill.

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Mr Skinnypenis 26 November 2017

This poem is quality reminds me of my glory days....

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Julie Smith 05 April 2017

It's the most terrible thing ever when someone you love is gone... Beautiful poem.

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Sometimes people build shrines to the memories of those they loved and lost..A headstone or an urn are too cold but personal possessions of the loved one are closely heartfelt as a reminder..Life may end when we physically die but memories remain alive for as long as someone lives and loves..

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Edward Kofi Louis 05 April 2017

Just the same! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Pranab K Chakraborty 05 April 2017

Skillfully crafted a veiled truth just waiting to be unveiled by our time. Fantastic the expression to make us believe the fact abstract but unavoidable. Beautiful.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 05 April 2017

End his grief.... thanks for posting.., ,

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Tom Allport 05 April 2017

a poem of how some of us deal with the loss of a loved one? beautifully written.

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Rajnish Manga 05 April 2017

A very sad poem indeed. How overwhelming is the absence of our loved ones when the are not around. Thanks a lot for sharing the same.

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M Asim Nehal 25 November 2016

Inspiring and sentiments filled poem....10++

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