SUBJECT>Re: Leaves POSTER>Christopher T George EMAIL>editorcg@yahoo.com DATE>1110647378 EMAILNOTICES>no IP_ADDRESS>pcp02822717pcs.mtromd01.md.comcast.net PASSWORD>aaXga4uf0tS3k PREVIOUS>84660 NEXT> 84687 IMAGE> LINKNAME>Poetry by Christopher T George LINKURL>http://chrisgeorge.netpublish.net/index.htm

: Leaves

: Leaves fall as if
: from up the sky,
: fall to form
: their motley shrouds,

: fall but never
: question why,
: amid the branches
: and the clouds,

: past the bramble
: and the rose,
: the sun above them
: comes and goes,

: but does not die.

Hi Leo

I like the atmosphere and feel of this piece and yet the hyperbole overpowers whatever worth the poem has, for me. My personal problem I suppose. That is, it sounds as if you are saying that the leaves are questioning the sun coming and going but never dying. That's illogical, leaves don't question, the sun does not die or live, it just is. The ascription of human attributes to both leaves and the sun appears a problem to me, as nice is the surreal opening concept of leaves falling upward.

All my best

Chris