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frozen applause of ghosts released,

They pass through the needles eye
As the moon makes four hundred
Stitches to bind Plymouths pages of
History. Local people are led in celebration to find themselves on
Hidden stages being watched by
Ghosts catching echoes of four hundred
Rounds of ovation. Seasons stand in
Line passing forward a glass of wine,
Autumn moves out of line to sing bringing
Visions of the past to the eyes of spring,
Certain hours briefly flower, Summer
Imbibes as they crystalize, winter watches rain dance, shadows of history
Romance Plymouth for memories.
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Incredibly musical, especially:

2 hours ago, eclipse said:
... Seasons stand in
Line passing forward a glass of wine,
Autumn moves out of line to sing bringing
Visions of the past to the eyes of spring,
Certain hours briefly flower, Summer
Imbibes as they crystalize ...

I love the title, the poem, the experience. Would this be Plymouth in the UK? I grew up about thirty minutes from Plymouth, Massachusetts.

Tony

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The intense, tightly-packed musicality, which is arresting, caught me rather off guard at its sudden appearance about halfway through the poem, which almost seems to have two separate characters, split down the middle. 

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On 4/11/2020 at 7:46 AM, eclipse said:
Ghosts catching echoes of four hundred
Rounds of ovation. Seasons stand in
Line passing forward a glass of wine,
Autumn moves out of line to sing bringing
Visions of the past to the eyes of spring,
Certain hours briefly flower, Summer
Imbibes as they crystalize, winter watches rain dance,

Barry, A seasonal treat~ as others have said "melodic"   This is a poem in itself.

I just referred to the style of writing that seems to be emerging in your work, the space after the first line and the long fingers sticking out of a fist.  I'm wondering, is this something you are developing as a signature of your work?   It was more a stumbling block for me in "Virus" than it is in this poem.   The space after L1 was effective in this piece. It kind of set the stage. I'm still not convinced on how effective the long fingers are.  Just one person's perspective.  Use what helps, ignore the rest.

This is a nice piece.

~~Tink

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