- Non-Erotic Poetry
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on the day i was born
i became the owner of a huge
complete library
i was gifted with volumes and collections
of art writing science
and even chess
the day was exactly
in the middle of The WAR
and from the first moment
my monographs were vanishing
the long war was over
but my library
kept losing its shelve residents
my hand would reach for a work
which was no longer there
I still enjoy the remnants
they bring me peace
wh,
2018-10-23
- COMMENTS
Senna Jawaover 5 years agoAuthorGreenmountaineer, thank you for your kind comment. The actual comment on the poem, after an introductory remark, you have started with wise "For me". Indeed, my poem is simple but, I hope, "suggestive" (a haiku term which means something like "prone to interpretations").
The given copy (above) has two errors--the correct version is here:
http://forum.literotica.com/showpost.php?p=89908675&postcount=173
Thank you again,
greenmountaineerover 5 years agoAs with most of your work, Senna, I had to read it several times to imagine the connections in it.
For me the enthusiasm, optimism, and energy from the earliest time gets depleted. War's end leaves a stark landscape of burnt books.
