Saturday, December 3, 2016

The Final Retreat Comments

Rating: 4.0

In reality― you were
in a ring of fire. I had been
left with no claim on you.
Your failure had become mine.
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Satish Verma
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Jayatissa K. Liyanage 27 December 2016

When my time comes, I will lose everything............ Plain truth about life. Congrats for being the member's PoD.

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Christina Simmons 27 December 2016

We owe nothing! And you seem able to put across nicely.

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Lantz Pierre 27 December 2016

The tone of loss here is heart aching. The imagery is both concrete and physical while also being diaphanous and ethereal. There is science present, religion and strong emotive power. Something like remorse moves through the verses without being remorseful. The emotions and intellect both are owned, but elusive. This is a very moving poem. A very human poem. Transcendent in its execution. Humbling.

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Bharati Nayak 27 December 2016

Gradually I will stop speaking about myself. When my time comes, I will lose everything and set you free. The blind eagle will find its abode. - - - - - - - - - - -A deeply philosophical poem Poetry speaks our life.Poetry is the retreat of a poet. But gradually we all prepare for our final retreat. .Congratulations for Poem of the day.

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Edward Kofi Louis 27 December 2016

This was not the game. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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M Asim Nehal 27 December 2016

Indeed it is a final retreat. Congrats for the honour of POTD.10++

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