Sunday, August 9, 2009

The Beach House Comments

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The summer we spent at the beach
left us far from where we started.
You were content to spend your days,
nights, in quiet somnambulism.
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Phillip Sawatzky 19 August 2009

The sifting sands beneath our feet-how sublime and subtle the undulating current of your words, the sense of growing loss, depiction of the outward serenity and the inward displacement of a relationship ending....and of the unconsciousness of it all, at the time. I feel sad now thinking of how hard it was, for you, to bear this....and I know. P

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Bele Lele 13 August 2009

Love this.keep on writing.

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Marieta Maglas 09 August 2009

nice poem, keep writing..........

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