[murmurs From The Earth Of This Land] Comments

beach of dream before the smoking mirror. You are close to that surf, and the leaves heated by noon, and the star-ax, the miner’s glitter walls. a very fine poem. tony

A fascinating poem that got me thinking, deserving of POD.

A beautiful poem. Well articulated. Thanks for sharing

This is a wonderful poem. I never heard of this poet. Thank you for posting...

This is a beautiful poem on murmurs From The Earth Of This Land composed by Muriel Rukeyser. Nice penmanship and nice theme.

Wonderfully imaginative...abounding with surrealistic imagery!

Sounds of the earth, this lovely poem reminded me of naada-brahma of the universe, the brahmanda.

Great write as well as conceptualization.

Everywhere you own silence....the nebula, ....... the changes of the soul..... Great conceptualization.

Thank you. Powerful phrasing and marvelous use of metaphor. I am with you on this journey.

The abandoned iron-black mill! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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A beach of dream before the smoking mirror. You are close to that surf, and the leaves heated by noon, and the star-ax, the miner’s glitter walls.......touching expression. Beautiful poem.

Such a great poem by Muriel Rukeyser......................

Nice poem...A beach of dream before the smoking mirror. You are close to that surf, and the leaves heated by noon, and the star-ax, the miner’s glitter walls.