Then blows the wonderful wind
to the secret corner of him
his hedonistic heart has
calmed in the dead doldrums
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Yes, our lives thus go on throug love, hatred, hope, despair, getting, leaving, ............. a great poem shared, thanks for sharing
So much involved in meter and descriptive connectivesand transitions, each bridge in your fabulous meter blows me away, the wonderful wind certainally blows in your poem, in one dimension the sibling stars are all for the return, nodding their celestial heads with approval, , , wow! ! Great poetry!
He is and to her! ! Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Greetings, Loza. I saw a comment of yours on a Laurie Van Der Hart poem and decided I’d explore your poems. On the title which is also a refrain, I like the lovely sound of it. I’ve read the poem twice now and also like what is for me fresh language—particularly your nouns and adjectives and in some verbs as well. In sum, I enjoyed it somewhat elusive and suggestive as it is. I expect I’ll be reading you again. -Glen Kappy