Monday, May 23, 2016

The Melody In Thee, Poet Comments

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No imagination, can fly as high,
As when Poetry, comes by,
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Sandra Feldman
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Daniel Brick 24 May 2016

Flight and Song - two things which metaphorically connect birds and poets. The details are very different but on the archetypal level our imaginative flight = birds' physical flight and our poems = birds' songs. And birds symbolize the soul in many myths, eg. Irish myths. In one of his very last poems Yeats describes the warrior Cuchullin arriving in the Land of the Dead and greeted by its residents WHOSE THROATS HAD BECOME THE THROATS OF BIRDS. So your poem occupies the MYTHOPOETIC level (great word: mythopoetic! !) I think I'd like to spend eternity as a bird in free flight through the spacious empyrean, singing MY SONG, harmonising with your song, Pam's song, Fabrizio; s, Liza's, Kelly; s, et alia ad infinitum.

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Susan Williams 23 May 2016

The joy in this is absolutely ringing out, Sandra! Isn't that the glorious thing about writing- we can touch the heart of our readers in so many different ways. Joy, Sorrow, Pain, Melancholy, Awareness of Social Needs- - it's all good. And may you, sweet bird, sing your soul forever and a day. 10+++++++++++++++++++++++

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Kelly Kurt 23 May 2016

I don't know what I would do without my imagination. Life would be too boring.

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Bill Cantrell 23 May 2016

How vert true! Imagination is then set free from her cage, lovely poem.

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