One Cigarette Comments

This is not only a wonderfully evocative piece of writing but it also takes me back … my English lecturer gave this to us for our English Higher exam. It took me on a journey then, and it all floods back now!

Beautiful, ill memorise it

A cigarette burning held into the fingers and the poet recollecting about love, love gotten, love lost, the last kiss lingering over and the imagery taking time to exhaust. An outstanding love poem like the one written by Edmund Spenser's One Day I Wrote Her Name and Thomas Wyatt's Forget Me Not. A very dramatic poem like that of Robert Browning's The Last Ride Together. The beauty is in the reference of tobacco lips. How is it maddening!

Nice poem! Well written.

Nice poem. I like it

Love-struck. I relish the poem's well-wrought imagery.

I hear the very ash sigh down among the flowers of brass. good one.

(without cigarette on fire i can still smell you much more if you put your lips to mine) very realistic poem.

No smoke without you, my fire. I love this.

This way walked a great soul.

Well written... Thank you