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14 January 2008

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I like your strong end words especially that "dying." It echoes the title and mood!

Christine

Somany strong, vivid images. I think the one I like best is:

I hear the river moving stones in its bed.

It brings to mind an intimate knowledge of the river, on the level of sound most humans can't hear.

Jo

Word perfect, this has gorgeous flow.

Dick

A sad & dignified memoir, small but perfectly formed!

susan

I know your companion very well. We've walked together so much I wait without dread or fear of our next meeting.

Qazse

I admire your poems.

...deb

It is all that they said, and the river moving stones is what captured me, too. That line captures all - I can hear, and feel, the grating low rumble and clatter.

SB

I wrote this poem several years ago, but have found many occasions since to use it...

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