Thursday, January 29, 2015

The Jujube Tree And Me Comments

Rating: 5.0

We saw every evening
And greeted each other
The jujube tree and me
In the middle of the desert
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Madathil Rajendran Nair
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Bri Edwards 06 November 2019

3 – in the U.S. i think few birds brood eggs on " wintry nights" , but i think some large owls may. ok, i'm not sure about in the 'southern states'. st.8: i think " What WAS all that remained" I’ll have to come back perhaps to finish reading etc. Bri :)

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Bri Edwards 06 November 2019

2 - from Google: " Frequently, the Maya moon goddess is represented with a rabbit in her lap." " gems" ? " Jujubes are pretty trees with glossy green leaves.....Called モChinese Dateヤ, the fruit is very sweet.." st.5: 'mother snoozing'? " brood eggs" : to sit upon the eggs for the temperature regulation

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Bri Edwards 06 November 2019

1 - I could 'swear' i already read this, saw this photo, and made a comment! ! ! Maybe PH f+d with me. line 1: we " met" ? stanza 2: but 'eternal' MEANS without beginning OR end, as some believe 'God' is. i was taught that 'God' made 'the heavens', so 'they would NOT be " eternal" .

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Bharati Nayak 03 April 2017

Alas! I didn't find her in her place This evening with a beaming smile What all that remained Was an upturned stump A clump of broken roots That called out in vain To a sinking evening sun Like the raised hands of the dead In a massacre scene- - - A powerful write- - -The images you created of a jujube felled tree equating with as losing one of your close friend is deeply heart touching.Thank you for sharing the marvelous write.

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Nosheen Irfan 23 August 2016

Great piece of writing, evoking strong feelings. The love we develop for Nature has its roots very deep inside us. The felling of a tree is no ordinary thing for a thinking poetic soul. The poem is also a reflection upon the materialism of people who are messing with nature to make material gains. Lovely expression. A superb write that shakes the soul.10

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Rajesh Thankappan 27 May 2016

I share your pain with all its intensity since I too have seen many a tree uprooted to x, y, z, reasons. We humans in order to meet our materialistic ends has subjugated nature and the nature in turn has started punching right back. This year we have experience exceptional hot summer months may be due to global warming etc. Trees play an important role in moderating and regulating the climate and hence it is high time that we stop this genocide and instead start planting them.

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Mallika Achuthan Menon 29 January 2015

I agree with you in principle.Needless distruction of trees by people causes many bad effects on climatic conditions also. Well versed poem..Thank you...

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Valsa George 29 January 2015

The poem evokes powerful feelings of loss and also indignation in the mind of all tree lovers over the callous act of some thoughtless 'reformers' who cut down the tree to give way to a monument in cement and mortar! The tree stood in the desert giving shade and shelter to man and birds! Over this reckless act, your mind grieved and was distressed like the birds who became homeless and wailing over their eggs crushed! Very powerful write..... You have succeeded in sharing your sense of loss with the readers!

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Madathil Rajendran Nair

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