Thursday, November 11, 2004

The Native Returns Comments

Rating: 4.8

After so many winters, the summer’s
Sun swims these worn hands and brightens the wine-
Shouldered hills. Coming home, no more going
Far, far away, I bring these memories
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Richard Bunch
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Linda Ori 12 March 2006

'you can never go home again', but perhaps we can in our memories. This is a fine poem, and I love the imagery. Linda

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Robert Rorabeck 11 November 2004

amazing envious need 20 characters!

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. . 11 November 2004

Well, it is Rememberance Day! :) Very eloquent read!

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