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06-24-2005
Jean George
So true, how often as I slept, the poet part of me stayed awake searching out the perfect word needed to complete a poetic thought, and when I awoke, there it was on the tip of my tongue. A very sweet haiku poem, Irina....Thank you,
Jean
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05-26-2005
Walter Jones
Sweet the song, sweeter the voice of God, the true poet. Best of days.. Walt
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05-25-2005
James Shammas
This is beautiful. How the poet almost has to suffer and work, without thinking about; it just doing God's will. Maybe that poet, the bird, is constructing a lovely song for the rest to hear when they wake up? I also like the image of gentle activity in the midst of sleep.
Jim
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