Wednesday, September 9, 2009
The Scions Of Spring Comments
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The iron gates lay broken,
The fire bricks scattered and pitched
Where once the setting’s fierce roar
now silence.
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7/19/2025 2:17:36 AM # 1.0.0
There is great power in this poem, from its opening salvo, 'The iron gates lay broken...', to its final one, 'staring into each other’s eyes, conjuring the scions of spring, /caught in the gyre of the helix.', with no diminishing of the intensity of poetic bombardment inbetween. George, I admire this work immensely.