tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33019812.post5200296633137915900..comments2024-01-15T05:26:06.518+00:00Comments on THOUGHTS OF XANADU: My city, my other LoveKubla Khanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11973223751363547679noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33019812.post-36723727322162290832008-12-07T22:01:00.000+00:002008-12-07T22:01:00.000+00:00woah- this is really moving. The pathos flows effo...woah- this is really moving. The pathos flows effortlessly from the poem. <BR/>ps- I cant quite figure out what you mean by "the dying of the dying" -I think it means- the thriving of the dying, as in more and more are dying. Maybe its just me - dont mind - keep up the good work. :)Koni S.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06066307403150121581noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33019812.post-44752960741799686202008-12-07T13:50:00.000+00:002008-12-07T13:50:00.000+00:00Folded HiThanks for visiting and reading.Folded Hi<BR/>Thanks for visiting and reading.Kubla Khanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11973223751363547679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33019812.post-46599367374615107282008-12-07T00:30:00.000+00:002008-12-07T00:30:00.000+00:00Kubla, Your poems come out of my mouth so nicely. ...Kubla, Your poems come out of my mouth so nicely. Nevermind the deeper meanings. Possibly sad, tragic meanings. The iliteration moves through my mumbles and hits my ears in a pleasant way. That sound is what makes me feel your longing.Folded lettershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02179669605948316002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33019812.post-27526047166670022312008-12-06T13:16:00.000+00:002008-12-06T13:16:00.000+00:00may be the affinity with some places, the ideas be...may be the affinity with some places, the ideas behind those ideas, the longing of longing.Kubla Khanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11973223751363547679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33019812.post-45866766730404149282008-12-06T09:54:00.000+00:002008-12-06T09:54:00.000+00:00I like the idea that the city is a love and (perha...I like the idea that the city is a love and (perhaps because of this?) a disease.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33019812.post-78346131187706432642008-12-06T00:32:00.000+00:002008-12-06T00:32:00.000+00:00Roxana thanks!Roxana thanks!Kubla Khanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18433719357312563414noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33019812.post-79059124058870506192008-12-06T00:05:00.000+00:002008-12-06T00:05:00.000+00:00and how much I like this! the beginning of each st...and how much I like this! the beginning of each stanza, that powerful repetition, is so beautiful. <BR/>strange, it must be the time of cities, I've come here just after reading swiss's poem about the old city, couldn't believe my eyes when I discovered your poem too.Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.com