When stars fell cold
Like chunks of ice out of a fatal sky,
We memorized the hoar frost on gray roofs
And slanted thoughts to fit time's westward curve.
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sandra, you are a candle, both ends burning..... not caring death....just pouring light..... to cast away ignorance......
This is perfection of composition Sandra - and sets the mind all a-ponder with the gentle tunes of love known - - - I applaud you -- from Fay. xx
Beautiful, chilling and warming, all at the same time. How do you do it Sandra? (teach me) ! Your poetry is amazing, just perfect! HG: -) xx
dear sandra, the poem has so many layers and i love the part about killing whisipers white...just love it, thanks for the poem. john
Impressive, with the stanzas you used here. It was kind of eerie, but it was great. EXCELLENT! ! !
My favorite lines were the first 2 and the last one, they were very moving. I liked how you used the idea of cold throughout the entire poem, it helped tie everything together.
Love your use of metaphor in this nostalgic poem about what might have been - and what will always remain in memory. The title is compelling - and shows us the poem never spoken. Masterful writing. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxxx
What a stunning memorial to the victims of the holocaust! As always, memorable, beautiful, highly original, with unforgettable imagery. The lines of the poem makes one remember the great loss to mankind; and it makes you think of the poems never written. It makes one cry.
Beautiful imagery Sandra, atmospheric to the core. Warmest wishes, Justine.
freezing cold in german camps and holocausts burned what cold could not killed.. sandra this was a stunning poem.. HBH
Sandra, This poem, like all of your poems leave me with a warm chill. You capture a quiet reverence for memories and moments. I hope to see more of your poems. Gary
Sandra the whole atmosphere you raked into your whispering soul, what is the secret of your magic poems.
Do you like Leonard Cohen? Like Mr Cohen, you seem to possess this gift of producing very sophisticated and original imagery. I love the style, the way you contrast the cold outside ('cold', 'ice', 'frost', 'snow', 'white') with internal warmth ('candle') . I was beginning to feel cold when the last line engulfed me with its warmth.Ten for this. Love from Susie
such a cool poem...so sweet...gets all..10...keep writing warm regards, ASHKA
It's a wonderful poem Sandra dear.... loved it