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  • Column: In me, is there a Wanderer? at allpoetry
    This is the dream that causes my existence to ache, for I am too attached to carry this out. This is the dream of a wanderer caught in the net of urban systems and institutions, willing to succumb to see a few smiles and a beg a few hugs. Is it all worth
  • Loner in Paradise at allpoetry
    Aesthetics of a fine art, blooms in a personal eye.
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    For Ron, one of my most favourite people.

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    All poems are not just a collection of words. To draw from previous research and to get an idea specifically on these words by Gray...and it does not prove enough to just know what it meant, but to ponder the thoughts, which revolved around such master pieces even after Gray left these words for our view.
    So, to read an critical essay on this Elegy's irony and sentimentality please visit the following site.
    http://rpo.library.utoronto.ca/poem/882.html#comment
    Thank you,
    Sam.

  • on The Journey Of The Magi by T S Eliot, on January 15, 2007

    What's good to know here...

    Eliot was a lover of imagery. He was very depressed at a stage in his life. Catholic faith gave him re-affirmation of life. Here he is not only talking about the sacred journey of seeing the birth of christ, but a closer, inner journey within all who search for something. This makes the poem a universality. I shall make a small note on the imagery for closer reference. That is the text-book part of it. The evocative deeper thread is that of - death of an old manifestation, birth of new world. Death of the old testament..Birth of the new one. Death of old inhibitions. Birth of the new one. This journey of search within each one of us cannot be understood by others. That is the tone of the poem. With an alien people clutching their gods. Death of paganism and birth of the new religion. Now re-read this poem. Sam

  • War..Horses..This is just so beautifully penned. So heartfelt. In every movie when I see the horses topple and hurt themselves, my heart jumps a beat. This is such a poignant poem. Frankly, I am glad I read it. War has brought us through various terrors. It is not only humans who suffer. And beyond this I know how the bond forms between a rider and the horse, almost like mother and child. A careless parting hurts both of them. Love. Sam