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  1. Date: 4/5/2014 9:02:00 PM
    I think good romantic poetry is timeless, like any good piece of art; 'She Walks in Beauty' is one of my favorites; it speaks with spirit and essence, very aesthetic, dreamy, like romantic love, Byron makes it mysterious, yet innocence is at the heart of everything. I think also he is partially using the poem as a metaphor for poetry itself; a good majority of the act of writing verse IS romantic in and of itself. Your poem is very good as well and also has a 'dreamy' quality to it. I think the final litmus test to a poem is impression; it's emotional on some level, very sincere initially, but ultimately it's mostly emotional, or poetry wouldn't have endured all these years.

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  1. Date: 4/3/2014 9:17:00 AM
    If you forget me by Pablo Neruda,I cannot live with you by Emily Dickson,and I am a sculpture,a molder of form-These are three poems by three of my favourite poets.There are much more..Tryig to catch up reading some blogs.I loved your umbrella poem as well.

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  1. Date: 3/31/2014 8:28:00 PM
    The Silken Tent -by Robert Frost-She is as in a field a silken tent/At midday when the sunny summer breeze/ Has dried the dew and all its ropes relent,/ So that in guys it gently sways at ease,/ And its supporting central cedar pole,/ That is its pinnacle to heavenward / And signifies the sureness of the soul,/ Seems to owe naught to any /single cord,/ But strictly held by none, is/ loosely bound/ By countless silken ties of love/ and thought/ To everything on earth the /compass round, And only by one's going slightly taut/ In the capriciousness of summer air/ Is of the slightest bondage made aware.

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  1. Date: 3/31/2014 8:12:00 PM
    Maya Angelou -Touched by an Angel-We, unaccustomed to courage/ exiles from delight/ live coiled in shells of loneliness/ until love leaves its high holy/ temple/ and comes into our sight/ to liberate us into life./ Love arrives/ and in its train come ecstasies/ old memories of pleasure/ ancient histories of pain./ Yet if we are bold,/ love strikes away the chains of fear/ from our souls./ We are weaned from our timidity/ In the flush of love's light/ we dare be brave/ And suddenly we see/ that love costs all we are/ and will ever be./ Yet it is only love/ which sets us free.

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  1. Date: 3/31/2014 7:19:00 PM
    if I had to place these in order of favouritism it would be as follows: no.3, no.1 and lastly no.2; that is my honest opinion and would be even if I didn't know who had written them...I don't like emily dickinson at all, her poetry does nothing for me, leaves me cold...I'll probably get lynched for saying that, but it's true! lol I like byron's poem a lot, but yours is my fave, I read it earlier today actually...a contemporary one I really like? - 'a dozen red roses' by grevel lindop - amazing poem :)

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