Peculiar How The Night Grows Poem by Edmund V. Strolis

You knocked this one out of the park, Edmund. It is everything a poem should be- -beautiful and expressive in its imagery, intelligent in its message, and gives its readers freedom to find their way to the truths it holds. I love that freedom, Edmund, it means that you have given respect to your readers to understand where you are going and find our way to join you. There are a number of poets who don't believe in their readers- -they TELL them what the message is, absolutely HARANGUE them with it. I prefer to take a journey with an author and explore thew wonders inherent in the images he shares and ponder the wisdom of his words- thank you for this grace. A 10 of course! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

I like this poem. It provokes thought and evokes powerful images. This is an artist's poem. Knowledge vs. Fantasy...peculiar how the rift, the noise, the night grows. Yes, it is. Thanks for sharing Edmund.