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"Behold, I am a herald of the lightning, and a heavy drop from the cloud: but this lightning is called Superman." —Friedrich Nietzsche, from “Thus Spoke Zarathustra”

Whence sonnets are sung, full-throated and deep, and fresh bars of sweet bliss are echoing; though happily sung poems can make thee weep within thine innermost and inward being? What such work of art can genius then inspire, through lines so purely expressed with profound words for the ages that light Cupid on fire, and lovers' conflagrations heaven-bound!? What Muse's audience can such godlings know, tap powers and energies elliptic and bane; or with mind, bolts of inspired lightning throw: feats, miracles, performed by prophets insane? If often rare, strange, luminous, beautiful kinds, they're lightning loosed from Übermenschean minds!

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Date: 3/22/2025 10:13:00 AM
This is beyond beautiful, and so soulfully moving how youv written this sonnet with such brilliant cadence and in such a captivating rhythm. I love also the rhymes. I especially love “ What such work of art can genius then inspire, through lines so purely expressed with profound words for the ages that light Cupid on fire, and lovers' conflagrations heaven-bound!?” And the title is catchy! Exquisite and heartfelt along with your quote! Pleasure reading this! Sending you light
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Date: 3/24/2025 6:21:00 AM
Thank you so very much for your warmth and glowing praise for my sonnet, Ink Empress! Your encouraging words of admiration and adulation are indeed some of the most beautiful expressions of love and encomium for any of my poems in recent times. And, for that, I am both very delighted and grateful to you more than you know. ~Ngoc

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