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In the wilderness, my cry Echoes back at me: My poetry wanes. And sinks into oblivion Like the thousand and one discordant notes That issues out of my braying mouth. Where are you now, Wordsworth? Are you vibrating in agony In a spineless, sunless world? Would that I had your fervour now. Has it been murdered too? Only my playful fancies now are aped I live in this stifling modern world. And infection is all around. The muse has taken a vacation.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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Date: 12/2/2021 2:44:00 AM
Victor, your Muse hasn't gone on a vacation ! Be pretty sure about it ! I think from most of the poets at one time or other, there rises a lament like this. This thought is indeed disturbing!
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Date: 9/13/2021 5:40:00 AM
The muse does take a vacation. I hate when that happens! Strike the match! Let ink drip like an endless sea with fantastic imagery!
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Date: 9/13/2021 1:10:00 AM
Victor, we are all breathing air that is rife with discontent. We are living through crisis after crisis. Poetic muses are paralysed for the moment...Delice
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Date: 9/12/2021 6:14:00 AM
Exquisitely expressed, Victor! I feel your artistic pain acutely. Hope it's a short vay kay. Love and more love always.
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Date: 9/12/2021 4:49:00 AM
A well expressed poem, the world and the pandemic can affect one's muse!
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Date: 9/12/2021 3:23:00 AM
Ah! It seems the muse has taken a long break for me too, wrote today after a long gap:) your lament is so relatable:)
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Date: 9/12/2021 2:56:00 AM
Yes, for sure there is infection all around and it is dangerous to go outside our homes because we can never know if a person is spreading the virus but is not showing symptoms. I hope you and your family are safe. Thanks for the visit to my page. Sara
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Date: 9/11/2021 6:52:00 PM
I share that same feeling of abandon ,,
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Date: 9/11/2021 4:38:00 PM
When the muse has left, it may help not to take it too seriously, and to take a break. When you don't search for it too diligently, it seems to come back all on its own. I love the title of this fine poem, because it's something all poets can relate to. Hugs.
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Date: 9/11/2021 4:30:00 PM
Your pain is felt by many, Victor (at least at some time or other) This is good work. Youir muse has not truly deserted you! (hey did you not find a poem of Carolyn Devonshire's to show us? My contest is super easy and still needs to be filled up)
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Date: 9/11/2021 4:17:00 PM
It's so easy to succumb to the viral hype and fears; I find it's a time to go inwards, be more introspective and it helps my creativity. Take a little time to live in the moment, get out in nature; it's inspiring. Blessings.
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Date: 9/11/2021 10:10:00 AM
There’s times poets muse needs a vacation Victor, give yourself some restoration and come back with another sensation, as this one is… Hugs, Belle
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Date: 9/11/2021 7:22:00 AM
Oh been there my friend. Read something light and positive. Something that makes you laugh. It will relax you and help stimulate your imagination. This is a fine write by the way. God Bless, JB
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Date: 9/11/2021 6:38:00 AM
wow, who needs a muse with outstanding poetry like this - next time don't even give it a thought if your muse wants another vacation, give her as many as she wants for whether your muse is present or absent you always produce outstanding poetry! hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
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Date: 9/11/2021 6:36:00 AM
Amazing how you can create wonderful poems from simple photo prompts. Your muse and poetry both live on, Victor--no worries.
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Date: 9/11/2021 5:46:00 AM
WoW! Victor, Many here can relate to your well-written piece. But I must say your muse seems in tack to me; it hasn't gone anywhere. You are such a fantastic writer, my friend. Thanks for visiting my page. I appreciate your continued support. Have a wonderful day:-) Alexis
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Date: 9/11/2021 5:05:00 AM
Victor, In your great poetry, I perceive some remorse. I assume it's something we've all experienced. Should wash our pride away as we bask in the nothingness of wisdom that has been placed upon us. Nobody wonders if they will be able to rekindle even one verse. It's also possible that one-sided goals are promoted.
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Date: 9/11/2021 2:31:00 AM
Ah! Let us delight in the vacuum of unknowingness so offered, that our pride recedes
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Date: 9/11/2021 12:28:00 AM
LOve your reply, to your lost muse, Victor, with this astounding poetry. Yes been there too many times. Harry.
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Date: 9/10/2021 11:17:00 PM
Something we all experience Victor, they don't even bother to send a postcard lol. Enjoy your weekend. Tom
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