One man wrote because his heart was broken
and he hoped to mend it, a little,
by crying out injustice and his
intolerable pain.
Another man wrote
about joy, transcendence, love,
which he wanted to make a gift of
to all the world, but
it was the same man,
writing the same poem.
You are, each time, more and more astonishing... your ability to catch worlds in few lines, beauty of those lines, sadness and joy speaking of human condition, fragility and strengths...; like I recently heard songs from a distant country, one was an unbearable shout of break following a disaster, soon after, a song of seasons faithfully coming back, then one of joy of youth, still another of that young girl promised to an old man who cried about injustice before the judges.... and it was all a treasure of one nation, so beaten by fate.
For what my opinion is worth, I already wrote your poems were incredibly good and beautiful... what should I call this one - perhaps marvelous - for "perfect" sounds dry.
Thank you for every word and comma of it.
But what can your opinion be "worth"? If I were writing this or any other for a competition and you were on the panel of judges, your opinion would be worth one out of the total number of judges...Originally Posted by Bar22do
As it is, I write for the pleasure of saying something I hope is worth saying and of saying it as well as I can, so the opinion - good or bad - of any reader is worth a lot to me, and I'd be falsely modest if I understated how much understanding and enthusiasm like yours means to me.
Obligado
Jerry
Jer, you write these small ones so strong that they stick...to...my...head...and i....cant...just...get...them...off! Argh!
Every time. Every time. If i'm reading one in the morning i'll be sure to come back and read again in the evening.
Every time, every time, dear friend.
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...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
Wonderful, Prince! I always enjoy your pieces.
Yet again, you've mastered your incredible ability to peer into the inexplicable depths of our psyche and explain them. Such beautiful work, Jer. Thanks
love
paper
"real
loneliness
is not
necessarily
limited to
when
you are
alone"
-C. Bukowski
Very good.
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
What a wonderful compliment - or several compliments! Thank you.
I didn't see it coming, kind of brilliant, like both the way it written and the meaning. I will be waiting for your net ones with anticipation.
I head the silence is the loudest thing in the world.
Many thanks. As you may be able to tell, it was a pleasure to write.
i have never come across a poet other than yourself who can use three short stanzas to such shattering effect. once again you have stopped me in my tracks and posted something which i find it hard to do anything other than fawn over!
The pleasure was all mine.....well.....and a good dozen others.
I'm in love with The Vinegar Man and Mr. Tanner, but be careful, it could just as easily be you.
"If you're going to write you better have somewhere to come from." Flannery O'Connor
Excellent wrap-up for a great poem
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Many thanks, Skib, Virgil, Ampoule, Sampson & Pendragon.
"Fawn," if you must, but if the succinctness of this or any other of my poems appeals to you, it may well be that you sense the ability and the wish to employ that same mode in yourself.
Best wishes,
Jerry
Very striking ending... just love it!
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