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Sat still and looking out, this poem surveys the day and the writer’s company and sees it how it is. It’s charming and familiar, a constant pleasure to read. |
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Frustration is drawn throughout this poem. There’s no attempt at an answer, nor does the work preach, but disappointment with the world is conveyed by stark and direct words. |
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A meandering, pensive poem whose structure matches perfectly with the direction of the voice’s thoughts. In few words, it deals with youth and old age and challenges us to think on what is between. |
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A poem that, for all its personal intentions, is intensely physical. It reads like an attempt to describe intangible feelings through vision, touch and sight and is aesthetically very accomplished. |
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With an exceptional ear and a near Turner‐esque mastery of landscape, the poet crafts an image of Grey Seals in a Scottish Loch. Rich and steeped in imagery, this poem is one to read more than once. |
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The author transfers his familiarity and passion for an ultimately distant hero and heart throb to a more tender real world. Here a process leads to something far more fulfilling than any picture on a wall. |
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A violent and swift flow of invective, a visceral yell that reflects a deep frustration at something undefined, despite the many listed targets. A rallying cry against passivity and a crisp example of dialect writing. |
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A deeply atmospheric collection of poetry that finds a home in the seas of many places but mostly Scotland. Much more than poems about ships, these artfully crafted works are very personable in their approach and deeply interesting to everybody interested in the human condition. |
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In this piece the poet examines the nature of time and the totality of human life comparing it to the greater universe through the achievements of an unnamed poet. |
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With similar themes to Latin elegy like Ovid and Catullus, this poem accurately and honestly examines the dichotomy of love. |