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Read MoreI. Genesis of Ink (墨の創世) In the lull before meaning, I waited—paper pallid as forgotten horizon.No words dared their first footfall,no quill still believed in its spill. Silence rehearsed its own exhalation,a specter of half-formed thought.Ink, my pilgrim of persistence,stirred beneath...
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Libellule, this poem spoke to me to the depth of a quiet when the poem discovers itself as you write. The truly felt like a spiritual exploration of the words born out of silence. There is so much here that took me into the quiet to experience in a brief time how the muse awakened to a quiet space that felt like a butterfly to me hovering and feeling the resonance the Japanese poetry Basho felt in his famous haiku. But your poem took me even deeper into that soundless resonance that only a poet of your spirit that take the reader into.
John
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Read More<span;>Whether the welkin is painted in shades <span;>of blue or obsidian, <span;>the moon's <span;>ethereal<span;> candlelight <span;>has always dawned a quelling kiss atop <span;>my often somber laced mind, <span;>and smiles to eagerly anticipatory eyes.. <span;>... As " in these moments...
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Aww. The way you feel about her as a sacred and heavenly is beautiful
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Your beautiful and tender ode to la luna is much needed and appreciated by these weary eyes. To sit out late at night beneath her pallid light while the world goes on oblivious, is true poetic medicine. I praise your use of, welkin, something mystical about that word. Gorgeous write, my friend.
Clay
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Read MoreI. In Jade Relief Within verdant stillness, it breathes—exhalation of peace in stone.Silence carves itself into serenity,each line straightens to temporality. Eyes half-closed to becoming,he sees what cannot be unlearned:the world forever shaping itselfaround folded edges of release. Calm is not absence...
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I can tell that trip had a deep impact on you. Love this 4-part piece of work.
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Okay, you earned a “Wow!”. this is very good. The second one is my favorite, because it seems like the peak of them all.
Even, the fourth reads like an epilogue, btw. Planned? A solid quartet of strong writing.
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Beautifully penned, S. Excellent collection of poems my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Libellule, this poem is so artfully crafted and an exquisite blend of light, artistry and form. There s gentle flow here that felt like reflections on the art so gently scribed I could feel what you saw in an emotional way. Truly great poetry.
John
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Brilliantly penned, S. The life of a writer and her adventures, excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian