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A new poem by you has a: A new poem by you has a magnetic force I cannot resist, and with a title like this one has, I'm hooked before I even begin. So where do I begin?   The first stanza, as in all your otherworldly essences of language, ignites every sense and taps into a wellspring of almost tangible emotions—feelings I can see, feel, touch "like tiny petals dancing/ past--in a breath of spring wind". And then you did something slick and virtuosic, a favorite device that acts like poetic nitroglycerin: you stopped short with a very brief one-line summary as stanza:   "This is the end."   And it got better and better from there, because your signature, contagious energy and your sly and contemplative descriptive powers always keep me locked in and savoring every line.     The third stanza had me holding my breath in a state of meditative focus, and the payoff was enormous. I'm still unpacking, with great pleasure, that "imprint of love" that we can all identify with along with the wonderment of the last lines:   "blooming with the density of souls mating in retreat of the skies."   Oh yea.   And who can't relate to the deliciously pensive sadness here:   "Energy pulsed from everything, I noted from the sky line of an Ambien and whisky haze-- our bookcase ghosting with fables of voices..."   You nailed it. And with spectral imagery, in stunning vaults of language, you nailed it again and again. I know my comments get rather verbose, but I just can't help myself. It's a pure pleasure to read, analyze and comment on your exceptional creations.   You did it again, fine poet.

Your laconic poems bear a: Your laconic poems bear a sense of mystery that makes for a most compelling reading experience.

Deeply honored: What every poem strives for. I so happy that you connected with my poem! I thought was a good poem, but had no idea it would be so impactful to others. Thank you again for your kindness.

Wow!: I hope your health is improvin, and I added you to my prayer list. As for the saying, I'm sure I picked up in college or a boook. I don't think it's original, BUT, you made my day by sharing the effect it had. Praying for You & always write, even if. I one ever sees it.

My thanks to you Starward;: My thanks to you Starward; that image of sweater in contrast with a seasonal allusion was hoped to portray how love can sometimes be. And yes, that title was inspired by Mozart's Eine Kleine Nachtmusik, which I was hopeful would be another contrast for texture in its reading.

I like the cryptic tone of: I like the cryptic tone of this poem.  And is that last line an allusion to Wallace Stevens' poem, "The Man On The Dump" ?

Thank you, Stephen!: Thank you, Stephen!