Friday, May 9, 2008

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Rating: 5.0

For it was at dawn of morningtide
When a faculty of divination like
of human faculties detects
The truth, all the more easily
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Aine Ni Leidhin
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Ben Gieske 23 October 2008

I read this first because I love the way it flows and then I begin reading it over and over to delve into the deeper meanings. It’s like wading into a lake - shallow at first and then getting ever deeper until I am over my head. The poet I see has the higher calling.

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Shaun William Hayes 05 October 2008

And in the instant quantum moment of inspiration, as we are touched by truth and illusion in equal measure, what better conduit than the subjective cry of the poet, blind and insightful, to evoke again the dream within the dream. hmmm your work is having a wyrrd effect on this fellow. : o)) Shaun.

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Frank Cannon 11 June 2008

The poet as seer and messenger rejected without thought by a less receptive audience. I think I've got it right but am open to elucidation. In any event I enjoyed the exploration and reading of this piece.

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