I think to be an artist, one has to have a bit of crazy....it makes for wonderfully creative work. This proves it. Your poetry has a voice of its own...no doubt. Lydi**
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Thank you for the kind and encouraging words, Lydi.
j.
poetry is the silent form of pain. it doesn't talk about real pain but you know it's there. you write very well, I love your writings sir. thank you for sharing
I love the simplicity of how this poem leaves the reader with thoughts to ponder. Much like one of my favorite poems by Langston Hughes, Dreams. Great work!
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Thank you, Lisa...and actually, I teach "Dream Deferred" in my Lit. class...
j.
language is but sound. so why does it hold so much beauty, so much power? surely one of the world's greatest mysteries. andpoetry, the highest peak of language, we feel everything and discover new truths. i loved this ode to poetry, and how it can deliver us from the 'din of madness.'
This little poem feels like being content in a warm blanket while the world rages. That is poetry.
The power to switch it all off and concentrate on what gives you joy. I get that when I watch a favourite film. I lose myself in it. Just wonderful poetry. Masterful.
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..