Monday, January 13, 2003

One Year Comments

Rating: 3.7

When I got to his marker, I sat on it,
like sitting on the edge of someone's bed
and I rubbed the smooth, speckled granite.
I took some tears from my jaw and neck
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Sharon Olds
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Sylvia Frances Chan 15 October 2024

Very excellently worded, dear Sharon, the words touched deepest my heart.5 Stars Most deserving poem as The Modern Poem Of The Day. Chosen by PoemHunter and Team. Congratulations!

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Bri Edwards 15 October 2024

Why 'Anonymous submission', I wonder. City cemeteries (and country ones too I suppose) can be good places to go bird watching.

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Bri Edwards 15 October 2024

I once went with my 3rd wife to her father's grave. She (I think) said that he called her 'stupid' and she hated him. We got help finding his grave and then she did what she came for: she SPIT on his grave.

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Bri Edwards 15 October 2024

I once had a short temporary job mowing a lawn in a cemetery. While there I got a look inside the cemetery's crematorium where a large coffin-shaped cardboard box was burning in a furnace. : )

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Bri Edwards 15 October 2024

It has been several years since I've visited a graveyard/cemetery, in which I knew none of the inhabitants (the dead ones; not the ants and such) .

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Edward Kofi Louis 15 October 2018

Tears from my jaw and neck! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Paul Brookes 15 October 2018

As usual Old's get to the nub and tells the reader in stark lines her grief. The overwhelming sense of loss and sadness great write as always loved this.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 15 October 2018

This is a beautiful poem nicely executed. Thanks and congratulations for being selected this poem as the poem of the day.

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Jeff Fleischer 15 October 2018

I Love G-D (Part 2) - Poem by Jeff Fleischer I love G-d with all my heart and all my soul. He fills me with His spirit. He talks to me in the shadows of the night And whenever I beseech Him. If you desire His love, Walk in His ways. The guardian of the universe Requires no rest. The protector of all. Dependent upon none.

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Jeff Fleischer 15 October 2018

Excellent work, Sharon.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 15 October 2018

Such a well penned poem by Sharon Olds................................

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Tom Allport 15 October 2018

A sad poem of the loss of a loved one and how it affected them one year on? Well written Sharon.

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Rajnish Manga 15 October 2018

The narrative involves several fleeting glimpses of nature and life. Thanks & Congrats.

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Colleen Courtney 15 May 2014

Such a wonderful heartfelt and tender write. Beautifully descriptive!

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