Sunrise Everywhere
The dawn sets our limits; we try to break them.To wander where? Adorn them, then. You carry that silver light, lunar, cold-edged,Quick, with wonder of your dark mother. Images claw...
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Mark, I read with passionate interest everything you write, but I freely confess that I do not always immediately grasp the full import of your lines. I do however, count as a blessing that there are...
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"Indifferent to toil for room and boardBy the progeny of art. "Mark,A breathtaking sunrise, or surmise, of truth. "The Old Book,Open at the outer limits in its horizon splendor,Throws clouds and...
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When dawn breaks who knows what is in store for any of us. It seems to favour some and not others. I get the feeling that nothing is certain here - who can tell how the day will turn out. A pleasing...
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Bongler,I think sometimes we get too hung up on "meaning" because poetry is a verbal art, and words correspond to something definite: they are signs that point beyond themselves, to a real and...
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Sarah, Jean, Thank you for reading and sharing your comments. MSS
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Good evening Mark. I very much enjoy interpreting what others write, and whilst I would agree broadly that words correspond to something definite, linguistic expression takes on many a varied form and...
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