A Silent Cry
Viewing comments for Chapter 26 "Clutching Clouds"Development of Alzheimer's Disease.
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Comment from estory
That Icarus image is another terrific image, hearkening back to poetic traditions but in this case serving a totally relevant role in defining the condition of your husband. There is this great sense of someone who has reached too far, reached the limits of life and hope and that speaks volumes of hope and despair. A ghost steals his memories. I liked that too. A feeling of strength sapping away there, of life being sucked out of you and leaving you a wraith. A ghost of yourself. estory
reply by the author on 27-Aug-2020
That Icarus image is another terrific image, hearkening back to poetic traditions but in this case serving a totally relevant role in defining the condition of your husband. There is this great sense of someone who has reached too far, reached the limits of life and hope and that speaks volumes of hope and despair. A ghost steals his memories. I liked that too. A feeling of strength sapping away there, of life being sucked out of you and leaving you a wraith. A ghost of yourself. estory
Comment Written 27-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 27-Aug-2020
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Thanks, Estory, a great review.
Comment from Cindy Decker
Marjon, this is magnificent sad imagery. This man must've had the life by the tail at one time. I'm sorry he had to suffer so much.
Great work.
Blessings, Cindy
reply by the author on 26-Aug-2020
Marjon, this is magnificent sad imagery. This man must've had the life by the tail at one time. I'm sorry he had to suffer so much.
Great work.
Blessings, Cindy
Comment Written 26-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 26-Aug-2020
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Cindy, thanks a lot for the review.
Comment from Alchera
"He, like Icarus, consumed
by love of the beautiful,
never shall have the sublime
honour of giving his name
to the abyss, his tomb."
What can I, miserable mortal, add to your superb versification of this perfectly written stanza as an epitaph on your beloved tomb? Great work!
reply by the author on 26-Aug-2020
"He, like Icarus, consumed
by love of the beautiful,
never shall have the sublime
honour of giving his name
to the abyss, his tomb."
What can I, miserable mortal, add to your superb versification of this perfectly written stanza as an epitaph on your beloved tomb? Great work!
Comment Written 26-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 26-Aug-2020
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Thanks, Tony, for this most appreciated review and stars.
Comment from Markie Doczi
This is so sad. It's always sad to read your poems about your husband, but I think this may be my favorite one.
With the vivid detail you can tell it's from the heart. I'm so sad for your struggle but I'm glad that you write about it. Writing has been and major outlet for my own grief (I may have mentioned this before.)
reply by the author on 26-Aug-2020
This is so sad. It's always sad to read your poems about your husband, but I think this may be my favorite one.
With the vivid detail you can tell it's from the heart. I'm so sad for your struggle but I'm glad that you write about it. Writing has been and major outlet for my own grief (I may have mentioned this before.)
Comment Written 26-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 26-Aug-2020
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Thank you so much Markie, for the review. Yes, you mentioned this before, but that is ok. It is also so true. Those three years of caring were very difficult, but the writing helped me so much.
Comment from Sandra du Plessis
A very well-written poem about the devastating effects of Alzheimer's that start to show decline of the physical body.
Typo
Lost, burnt-our(out) eyes stare at me.
reply by the author on 26-Aug-2020
A very well-written poem about the devastating effects of Alzheimer's that start to show decline of the physical body.
Typo
Lost, burnt-our(out) eyes stare at me.
Comment Written 26-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 26-Aug-2020
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Thanks, Sandra for the review. I'll rectify typo. thanks again.
Comment from Ayan3
That was an amazing piece of writing and I hope you can write more stories and I also could not stop reading it and I hope you get the recognition you need for this piece of writing.
Sincerely, Ayan
reply by the author on 26-Aug-2020
That was an amazing piece of writing and I hope you can write more stories and I also could not stop reading it and I hope you get the recognition you need for this piece of writing.
Sincerely, Ayan
Comment Written 26-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 26-Aug-2020
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Ayan, Thank you for this lovely review.
Under "A Silent Cry" in my portfolio, you can find 25 more poems as chapters in my book. Thanks for your interest.
Comment from Suzanna Ray
Dear Marjon, only a few more months more of looking into "Lost, burnt out eyes" ( did you date any of these poems when you wrote them. )
The only part of this post that escaped my understanding, was the reference to The Tomb of Icarus, because he never had one, ( if I remember rightly, he fell into the sea.)
reply by the author on 26-Aug-2020
Dear Marjon, only a few more months more of looking into "Lost, burnt out eyes" ( did you date any of these poems when you wrote them. )
The only part of this post that escaped my understanding, was the reference to The Tomb of Icarus, because he never had one, ( if I remember rightly, he fell into the sea.)
Comment Written 25-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 26-Aug-2020
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Suzanna, thanks for the review. Yes, that of the tomb was a very big leap away from the Icarus story. Consider it a poet's license to change it to my own situation.
Comment from RShipp
'Clutching Clouds, and use Icarus as a metaphor' I liked the title "Clutching Clouds"
'under some unknown fiery eye
his wings melted, crackled, fell.'
Strong descriptive vocabulary!
reply by the author on 26-Aug-2020
'Clutching Clouds, and use Icarus as a metaphor' I liked the title "Clutching Clouds"
'under some unknown fiery eye
his wings melted, crackled, fell.'
Strong descriptive vocabulary!
Comment Written 25-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 26-Aug-2020
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Thanks for the review!
Comment from Gypsy Blue Rose
Clutching Clouds
by Marjon van Bruggen
Hello, Marjon,
I like the way you use metaphor and imagery...
"His arms are broken
from clutching clouds."
Great job chronicling his illness using art expression.
reply by the author on 26-Aug-2020
Clutching Clouds
by Marjon van Bruggen
Hello, Marjon,
I like the way you use metaphor and imagery...
"His arms are broken
from clutching clouds."
Great job chronicling his illness using art expression.
Comment Written 25-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 26-Aug-2020
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Gypsy, thanks for the review.
Comment from Earl Corp
I'm sorry you're going through this illness with your husband. You and your husband are in my prayers. Thank you for sharing. Stay safe and stay healthy.
reply by the author on 26-Aug-2020
I'm sorry you're going through this illness with your husband. You and your husband are in my prayers. Thank you for sharing. Stay safe and stay healthy.
Comment Written 25-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 26-Aug-2020
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Earl, thank you for your wishes and the review.