Please Help Me, Wise Teacher Poem by Sandra Feldman
Please Help Me, Wise Teacher
I still haven't been able,
To figure out,
Does the poem own the poet?
His feelings and his doubts,
His smile and his frown,
His ups and his down,
His sometimes, melancholic nature,
His dreams newly found.
I really don't know,
All I know with certainty,
Is that Poetry,
Is of all Language,
The most brilliant Crown.
You have my forever gratitude. You do me so much honor, thank you.
Did you see Kelly Kurt's comment: I'm sure your relationship with D. B. is mutually beneficial. What an insight! That's exactly the heart of our relationship. My thoughts which give you so much delight do not EXIST until triggered by the encounter with your poems, and then (changing the metaphor) that mysterious alchemy of minds occurs when your poem becomes my thought and voila there are now two things where there was just one. And we can both trample on the phrase HUMBLE LITERARY FUMBLES because we know our efforts (NEW METAPHOR!) have made a ladder out of words that leans simply on the air we breathe and ascends to - to - I can just barely make out something shining. You look too and together with your poetic words and my critical words we'll be able to describe this place of shining! !
Yes I saw Kelly's comment and his insight does not surprises me for he is tremendously intuitive and also an amazing poet. You're words are very deep and pleasant to me. I am very flatters by them. That my humble fumbles should be able to reach and project such reactions seems incredible to me. Thank you so much! Your beautiful description of our poetic partnership, (may I call it that?) as reaching......this place of shinning..... is pure poetry and delight. You pinned down the place where anyone who wants to create really wants to be......A place of shining....... A phrase so descriptive and ideal you can never forget it.
Well envisioned.poems are the reflectios of the poet but still sometimes we wonder.Beautifully penned. I liked.Thanks
Very nice comment. So glad you liked the way it's written, always so nice to receive words like this. I greatly thank you.
Neither is owned by the other. It is a symbiosis. The poem helps the poet learn about herself and the poet in return adds to the population of poems. A wonderful tribute to Mr. Daniel Brick. I am sure that your relationship is mutually beneficial
Well, I got my answer, thanks to your wonderful insight and poetic feel. You have a magic touch, that you use so well and means so much. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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