Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Nocturnes Comments

Rating: 4.5

All night, insects and pipers sing in the marshes,
and the little wet ponds in the woods.
They sing, as if the night wouldn't be night
without their songs.
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Lindsay Elise 25 June 2006

pretty! this poem almost puts a spin on beauty- you would think the use of insects, marshes, tentacles, etc would make for a more...creepy crawly poem, but in fact, it's quite the opposite. Also adds some food for thought at the end too. I mean it's not anything too deep, but it gives life to the poem. I found it refreshing!

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Dorothy Pugin 10 June 2006

Loved the final line of this one.

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