Wednesday, January 4, 2012

The Turtle Shrine Near Chittagong Comments

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Humps of shell emerge from dark water.
Believers toss hunks of bread,
hoping the fat reptilian heads
will loom forth from the murk
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Naomi Shihab Nye
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Ratnakar Mandlik 23 May 2020

A tale of blind faith of the believers into existence of mysterious happenings. Well deserved modern poem of the day.

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Jim Hogg 23 May 2020

Bottomless hearts between and beneath the shadows. We say what we say and the words slide over the surface tension of meaning. If only we knew what meaning meant or will... and what gestures connect us..

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Edward Kofi Louis 23 May 2020

" He would forgive me tomorrow" ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Dr Antony Theodore 23 May 2020

That night I told the man I love most he came from. It was also his birthday. We gulped lobster over a white tablecloth in a country where waves erase whole villages, imagination at its most. tony

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Jasbir Chatterjee 23 May 2020

Congratulations on having it chosen as poem of the day. A very thought provoking poem.

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Catherine Habbie 23 May 2020

Congratulations Naomi on being selected for Poem of the day.

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Mahtab Bangalee 23 May 2020

the poems title and " Climbed the pilgrim hill where prayers in tissue radiant tubes were looped to a tree" - this line brought me to my city's Baizid Area where the Baizid Bostami shrine and in the mazar pond the old turtles living with believers activities are same as this poetic description.... but I am not sure about this.... whatever wonderful poem......

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Sylvia Frances Chan 23 May 2020

Most powerfully said, loveliest worded. Impressive poem and profound poem. This is a thought-provoking poem, Most deserving The Modern Poem Of The Day. CONGRATULATIIONS, dear great Poetess! God's Blessings in Abundance for you and your beloved family.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 23 May 2020

All night, I was pitching something, crumbs or crusts, into that bottomless pool where the spaces between our worlds take root....... ine expression.Beautiful poem. Congratulations for being chosen this poem as the modern poem of the POD.

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Naomi Shihab Nye

Naomi Shihab Nye

St. Louis, Missouri
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