Tuesday, October 25, 2016

The Key Comments

Rating: 5.0

I paused twenty minutes into my walk
around Lake Como on a late autumn day.
I opened the kleenix package, and
a bright silver key dropped on the walkway.
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Seamus O Brian 02 November 2016

I might suggest another combination which could produce magic of this sort: Lake Como, accomplished poet, autumn afternoon. Surely such satisfying literary fruit must spring from soil of such potential. Thank you, Daniel, another delightful work. Neal

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M Asim Nehal 01 November 2016

A sketch of what you saw painted a fantastic picture through this beautiful poem, It gave me visual effect, thanks for sharing it....And of course a perfect 10+++

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Susan Williams 30 October 2016

Thank you for sharing this stunningly visual and philosophical poem. Tis brilliant writing as always.10

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Daniel Brick 01 November 2016

Susan, I appreciate you see this poem as STUNNING... because writing it was a pleasure. I wrote it as I I walked around the lake AFTER dropping the key, and as things happened during that walk I added them to the poem in progress. This proves that poetry is not fantasy or unreality; it is embedded in the world in which we bustle. BTW Lake Como is man-made lake in St. Paul. I wasn't in northern Italy!

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Nosheen Irfan 28 October 2016

How artistically you show us two sides of life...hope and hopelessness. There is always a key to unlock the doors to joy. Life is strange indeed...a trifle like the falling of a key can have great significance. It can teach us what is important in life...yes, we must have music n harmony. The picture of youthful anxiety is disturbing to the poet but the sight of the key is comforting. We can always unlock the doors of mystery n find the answers. That's the power humans are endowed with. A great write.10

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Daniel Brick 01 November 2016

THAT'S THE POWER HUMANS ARE ENDOWED WITH. Exactly, Nosheen! Thanks for articulating that underlying theme in the background of the poem....ALWAYS A KEY TO UNLOCK THE DOORS TO JOY. This is virtually a line in the poem, a potential line that I didn't think of. Thanks for providing its clarity!

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Bharati Nayak 27 October 2016

Your key unlocks some deep emotions- - - - Why you heard a music in the fall of the key? ' Was it the key, the concrete, my imagination, or was it a harmony of all three factors? ' - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - How does such a small event as the dropped key loom so large in my mind that it displaces eagles and its sound equals a melody by Mahler? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - What kindness, what beautiful thought is there in your mind when you want the key to find a solution to free the four adults in their dotage confined to wheel chair. - - - - - - - - - - -Absolutely lovely poem.

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Daniel Brick 27 October 2016

Thank you, Bharati, for seeing this as AN ABSOLUTELY LOVELY POEM - I intended to convey only positive thoughts, even though there are ugly and means things in the world. The poetry we write summons our readers to see the overarching beauty and to add to that beauty with their good thoughts. (Shelley on John Keats's death: HE IS A PART OF THAT LOVELINESS HE ONCE MADE MORE LOVELY, That's our mission too! !)

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