Friday, January 3, 2003

Sonata Comments

Rating: 3.0

Neither the heart cut by a piece of glass
in a wasteland of thorns
nor the atrocious waters seen in the corners
of certain houses, waters like eyelids and eyes
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Monica Rose 04 November 2009

I just love the sway movement of the words. I love this poem. =)

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Sandra Pasion 16 October 2007

very sensual.. you can feel it right into your bones..

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