Friday, May 9, 2014

Magic Stairs Comments

Rating: 4.5

I ascend the serpentine path to the mountain
the windy summit of the grand ridge glistens.
I scale magic steps to the clouds, tinted eosin,
a gold sun walks in the blue sky and listens.
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Paul Hartal
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Enjoyed reading this poem. My favorite line is the last: “Where are the stairs leading to your heart? ” Never heard of the word “eosin.” Had to check its meaning in the dictionary. Nice. At the time I copied your poem to review, you had the version with the 3rd stanza starting: a tree of sweet apples, or climb to the old attic. I think I like this version better.

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Anat Tour 10 May 2014

Magical like all the rest of your poems :) [3

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