Tuesday, April 3, 2012

The Bear Comments

Rating: 3.2

In late winter
I sometimes glimpse bits of steam
coming up from
some fault in the old snow
...
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Galway Kinnell
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Susan Williams 03 March 2018

While it is not my topic of choice, this poet is Jack London's heir. This is survival, gritty and ugly as it is. Top marks and my admiration for a brutal life-and-death story told in appropriate words and visuals.10 of course.

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Are you a hunter of words held by the grips of poetry..? good poem..a ten

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Kumarmani Mahakul 03 March 2018

Well expressive poem shared here nicely.

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Edward Kofi Louis 03 March 2018

On the third day! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Muzahidul Reza 03 March 2018

the chilly, enduring odor of bear., ...... well penned by Galway Kinnell

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Narayana Aghalaya 03 March 2018

beautiful description of the scenario! is it a real experrience or imagined, I wonder!

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Bernard F. Asuncion 03 March 2018

Such a wonderful write by Galway Kinnell👍👍👍

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Galway Kinnell

Galway Kinnell

Providence, Rhode Island
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