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He was a great man

Great delivery on such a beautiful poem! The 2024 movie "After Her Smile" features the poem "Curfew" by Longfellow, bringing its themes to life in a moving narrative.

Beautiful

He wrote this at the age of 17. Exceptional talent

Fierrrrce tears!

Byron, Lord of Poetry!

Great rendition. You slowed down and paused Tom O’Bedlam’s voice to match the poetry. Well done! 🙏🏼😊

As you walk on the same Dear Floor that you hug and kiss, and have sex on mayrimonal position???

Background music unnecessary. It's irritating!

This is not poetry, it's shallow philosophy with no rhythm or rhyme. My worst poetry is better than that of Bukowski.

Beware the average man the average women their love is average seeks average...

This is a great gift to many. You have crafted just what I was searching for as an opening for the media memoir I've been developing for several years. The WORDS are central, and the careful pacing you've created in revealing/hearing/editing them is spot on. Deep gratitude. I will be contacting you for permission to share the power of Walcott's poem eventually -- the self-loathing, rejection, revelation and acceptance of self at the end of life. Being alone is a gift often. It brings clarity of mind and new connections. kiss your feet.

Talking about you sweety... I'll see you soon. Miss you.

The legend Longfellow beautifully describes life. And what a marvellous recital of it in a mellifluous voice .

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Touches the Soul. This poem.

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I always thought this was such a lovely poem...

Who is reading, please? Beautiful, but with a "metallic" voice.. .is it a vintage recording?

Deeply moving. blessed are those who have known true love.

Walcott speaks of loss. Love and self-loathing, acceptance and reflection of a hastily made decision that changed and ruined his life, yet he fails to really accept that and pretends that being alone was his choice and he writes about it, xo it occupies his mind. A masterpiece.

This about being less. It’s about disappearing for the sake of yourself. To shrink in size to see everything large and full of life again. Fear not.

Magnificent Maya!

❤ very good. A humble suggestion ....please make the fonts bigger. I'm on way home couldn't switch on voice and couldn't read either so had to close 😢 the video. Prayers

Byron, Byron

Not long ago saw this thinking Now I go on without blinking...

Langston Hughes from OKC

The Day is Done BY HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me That my soul cannot resist: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain. Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time. For, like strains of martial music, Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endeavor; And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start; Who, through long days of labor, And nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.

A short, beautiful, insightful and powerful poem, inspired by the Self of the universe to a worthy soul.

Strange those words quoted "rank with weeds and tangled flowers" and "desolate and still" are not in this poem?

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A heart whose love is innocent. Wow. I would love for someone to describe me like this poem.

Beautiful ❤

❤❤❤❤❤"to cultivate love is to distroy love"❤❤❤❤❤

Excellent thank you for this video

Ex husband wood walk us across the rivers ....in OHIO ......gifts one never realized they have ......

Cool

Thats deep very deep where one starts and ends up on other continents the river has no end

Splendid.

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What a voice ❤

Wise Direction🙏 thank you

Chilling🙏soul stirring Thank you

This is sooooo beautiful and declares the melodiousness of life and its shades

Love your content, keep it up