Monday, March 29, 2010

The Fury Of Sunsets Comments

Rating: 2.8

Something
cold is in the air,
an aura of ice
and phlegm.
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Anne Sexton
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Varsha M 17 January 2021

This is Sexton's beautiful capturing of the dusking sky and the sucking thinb and desire to eat the sky...this is really beautiful.

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Alem Hailu G/kristos 03 February 2020

Yes your poem is delicious as the sunset

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Edward Kofi Louis 17 January 2020

" Why do i live in this house? " Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Anil Kumar Panda 17 January 2020

Very interesting poem. Loved to read it. Thanks for sharing.

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Aniruddha Pathak 17 January 2020

Meaning of life... a mute question... I hope heaven can answer.. lovely poem...

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Dominic Windram 17 January 2020

A very surreal meditation on life; courtesty of Anne Sexton.

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Mahtab Bangalee 17 January 2020

I could eat the sky like an apple /// wonderfully said; part of surrealism!

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