Friday, November 11, 2005

Apple Picking Comments

Rating: 3.3

The ladder was still there.
Leaning, as if worn
and ready to retire now,
after those decades
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Herbert Nehrlich
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Emancipation Planz 14 June 2009

Picking the Bestest by Categories.... Nostalgia... aroha Dxx

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Raynette Eitel 11 November 2005

Herbert, this ought to give you strong messages about the kind of poems you should always write. This is you at your best...memories, use of all the senses and a tug at the heartstrings. More, more! Raynette

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Jerry Hughes 11 November 2005

Herbert, thank you for this trip through your childhood memory lane. Great mate!

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Adryan Barnathan 11 November 2005

Herbert...this is a wholesome and tangible poem...I can smell the snap! of cool crisp apples and bellows of air~ Superb...now where's that pie?

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Ernestine Northover 11 November 2005

This takes me back also Herbert, to when we would each hold a corner of a blanket as my Mother with a rake shook the branches of the apple tree. Each apple was then carefully wrapped in newspaper, and stored in a cardboard box which kept them fresh for months. They tasted so good too! A lovely reminder! Very well done. Sincerely Ernestine

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Kelly Allen Vinal 11 November 2005

Incredible, H. Some of the greatest depth you have ever exhibited here...

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Cj Heck 11 November 2005

Wonderful poem, Herbert. I love these glimpses, these insights you write about from your life. You do it so well. Hugs to you, CJ

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Mahnaz Zardoust-Ahari 11 November 2005

This was beautiful....you took me on a nice reminicing (spelling) trip to my uncle's home....Apples, peaches.....he had lots of fruit trees we always had fun :)

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Mary Nagy 11 November 2005

What a wonderful trip we've taken with you Herbert! So reminiscent.........I loved it. sincerely, Mary

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Lucy Burrow 11 November 2005

Beautiful, Herbert, just beautiful. Regards, Lucy

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