Monday, September 28, 2015

People At Port Trakl Part One Comments

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The Ministry of Fr. Sirocco

'The helpless come here for
rumored miracles. Once they occurred
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Kelly Kurt 28 September 2015

Expertly written but further reading is needed before I can make an intelligent comment. I like having to search myself for my own interpretations, rather than being handed, or force fed one.

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Paul Sebastian 28 September 2015

As to your first poem, the priest representing the good deeds he was doing and the burly strong armed man presented himself in disguise, the Evil One. People came to Fr. Sirocco for healing. It was by sight and not by faith they sought help. When Fr. Sirocco left, they left their faith too. This is how I saw it as I read your poem. It was thought provoking. Thank you. You second poem, Flight of Gulls, man seems to indulge himself in this mundane life, whereas the birds, like fly freely with no life cares, taking life easy and making a shout about their lives. Beautiful contrast. Very reflective.Thank you. .

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Daniel Brick 30 September 2015

Thanks for your wonderful comments, Paul. You illuminate my poems with your words and return them rnhanced by your wisdom. Thank you for your faith in my poems.

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Pamela Sinicrope 28 September 2015

Wohooooo! And so the story begins again...

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Souren Mondal 28 September 2015

Nothing is really alive with reality, it's only nostalgia and desire. And far above us the gulls keep circling. Don't they ever tire of trying? I would be frank, I could barely make out the meaning of your poem even after reading it for five times in a row.. But these ending lines really left an impression upon me.. The nostalgia of an once meaningful past and the pain of living a life, in present, that has lost it's meaning has a real charm to it. Although, I guess you, or many others may disagree with me using the word 'charm' here, but I could find none else.. The two parts of the poem, the first in which the priest is abducted, and the second part about a man's daily life, repetitive and absurd, with a strange consciousness of mortality and meaninglessness of life, is really haunting.. Reading this poem, indeed, made me shiver and feel how we, as human beings, are so often not conscious about our own beings that have an existence, but not necessarily a meaning.. Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem sir.. I would love to come back at this poem, maybe when my mind would be more ripe, and more capable of comprehending it better. Until then, I would live in the reverie of this one, the world of Port Trakl, is indeed a one that everyone would want to visit, but then not visit at the same time..

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