Sunday, August 5, 2007

Sub Rosa Comments

Rating: 4.5

I missed the Spring.
I fell asleep under the shadows of my desires,
with mandolin sounds for lullabies
and my grandfather’s pipe,
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Niko Tiliopoulos
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Kimberly Kastner 31 January 2009

I agree, it was truly beautiful. I loved the line about the mandolin lullabies.

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Chris Mendros 27 August 2007

This is a beautiful poem, Niko, neatly adorned with images of that pleasant season and bristling with personal longing. Don't worry, Niko. It comes again next year.

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Elizabeth Mckenzie 16 August 2007

Embracing change and accepting loss leads to novel new beginnings. Elizabeth x

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Cece Lamberts 13 August 2007

Sounds to me you're getting home sick. Watch out for those seductive sirenes, appearing in front of you as promises for a better job, a better continent, more hope, a better life all together. Hopefully you won't be too late for those that leave you for ever and never come back. There's still time, right? CeCe

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