The jade Buddha sits in silence. “Silence carves itself into serenity,”
This is going to be one of my favorites that you have written.

Beautifully penned, S. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Libellule, only a poet as gifted as you can take a jade carving and make it into a journey into the heart of timelessness itself. There is truth here that lives and breathes in the air of your poet’s soul.

John

This world you would create sounds euphoric. Lovely.

If only we could. Yet, your write is like a daydream. Dream on and hope with the rest of us.

I love how this captures modern distraction and self-reflection. How easily our minds drift, and how strangely frustrating it is when we notice it haha

Now aint that the bloomin truth .. Say it like it is Peter .. mine is driving me batty right now but where would we be without em eh’ .. Write on brother .. Neville

Great work.
Straight to the point.
The real problem of our time.
Regards James

So true!

This is like a dystopian future. Great ending. 🙂

Hoi hoi
What a write!
And the longer I read, the thinner the glass will become.
Can you see who is giving the thumb up?
I’ve tried, but I can’t give you more than one!

unsure which side of the glass
I belong to
The cherry on the cake!
Keep them coming please.

Kind regards, Gus

We humans are complex and complicated at the same time. Is there glass or any kind of barrier that separates our complexity?? I’m not sure there is. I think the complication comes in when we do not understand these complexities, understand that we are capable of anything and everything. That we humans, because we learn and are conscious, can change the world and ourselves, become neither beauty nor monster, just human(e). These are the thoughts I had as I read your poem RomaJ. I liked how the glass disappears and leave you wondering, “who am I” and perhaps also “who do I want to be”.

Amazing writing RomaJ.
-Curt

Powerfully penned, Roma. Excellent wordplay and the imagery made me feel like a passenger. Outstanding work. Appreciate you.

Damian

What a great idea to write about. Some writers “see”. You do. The way you led the reader along the corridor of scrutiny(?)
and put them almost as a prisoner forced to watch it play out. Transfixed.
Great write and thoroughly thought provoking.

There is something of magic realism inherent in your verses. A dripping ambiguity & multi-layered which leaves the reader curious. Glass is such a useful metaphor and you give full justice to the word.

This in a way reminds me of a traveling circus. How we go see the bearded woman or the unusually tall man.
Different walks of life being set out to the public to entertain each night. They’re not monsters but maybe spectacles – and still we the public go seek them out because we are drawn to the unusual. Then we go home and they leave to a different town.

Maybe a few stay tired of the circus life and maybe a few decide to join the circus looking for something unusual.
How we are all interchangeable depending on the view.

Sorry if I’m rambling!
I loved the write:)

The imagery and story telling here are done to perfection. The passengers view the abject poverty outside from their comfortable train. Perhaps to them it just looks like more tv. Like seeing the hungry people of the world on their tv without ever having to interact or see them in person. But maybe the glass grows thinner when the reality brings stronger emotions even empathy. Truly a great poem you have penned here. You have mastered your craft. And I read in awe of your gift. I too had such an experience on a train long ago. I was on the Crescent City train headed from New Orleans to Boston. As we passed through the shacks in the slums of Birmingham, Alabama I heard a two man talking and one said, “You know America really is a dilapidated country” or something like that. It was an eye opener for me.

John

This is deep. We all feel isolated and surrounded by the dark at one time or another. Felt this.

Powerfully penned, Tim. Lots of layers and depth in this write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Yet, you ARE a bright light nonetheless Tim. Shine on!

Boom. You bring the reader along for the ride. Excellent.