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| (5.0)    HAPPY WDC ACCOUNT ANNIVERSARY!!! from "Anniversary Reviews"  Celebrating your writing this month with a review. Happy Account Anniversary HollyMerry ,I discovered your anniversary was, well, yesterday where you are, and now the same here as I finish this review. I perused some of your poetry offerings and was captured by this title and drawn in from the first verse on. You have some apt depictions of a night time reverie, using sensory skills and strong, descriptive language. It’s charming and shows a lot of care was taken to employ so much to make the words leap off the page, right down to some wonderful personification. This poem really has a knack for putting reader in story/scene. The poem is rich in visual imagery, like, "a silver, constant eye," "cobalt cloud," and "angel wings," which creates a vivid picture of the evening sky. The use of color —silver, cobalt, and white — contributes to a visually striking portrayal of place and gives this reader specific feelings of tranquility, calmness from the depiction. The use of auditory elements like "blackbirds meet the nightingale’s call" not only adds to the sensory experience but also introduced a pleasing rhythmic quality. It gave me a moment to ponder how much experience to notice those calls, how they interact. That takes keen observation and intelligence to apply it the way you do. The change from the lively calls of birds to the soft and mellow sounds of twilight adds layer upon layer as this rolls on. The overall mood is serene, reflective, and somewhat nostalgic. I wonder a bit about the speaker/poet taking this approach, is it dark somber mood, is it immersion of romantic nature? Phrases such as "soft, light-hearted rest" seem like escape from something wearisome, while references to familiar constellations and the natural world evoke a sense of connection and continuity with nature. It’s unique when one is alone in a scene like this, timing right, something that would be spoiled, if it were not shared with the right someone who experiences the way you do. The poem beautifully captures the transition from day to night, revealing that shift in mood as the day fades. The "chill of evening" is described as a gentle relief after the summer heat, comforting rather than fearful departure of light. This contrast enriches setting, illustrates a suspected intimacy with these moments unfolding. Personification and connection I could not help but marvel: "A silver, constant eye / Watching o’er misty sky." The star is metaphorically referred to as an "eye," suggesting it watches over the sky. The star is described as having a watchful, human-like quality. It’s a comforting element that adds another layer to poem and scene. "The twilight soon deepens." (Twilight is implied to have agency.) The evening star and its “children” deepens an emotional bond between the speaker and the night sky, filling the poem with a feeling of companionship. I found this a resonating moment where joy is masking loneliness. And further, "my friend through winter nights" makes me a little melancholy, but the kind I’ve lathered up in during lonelier times, found romance amid nature, peace and calm, time of reflection. You play well with the language and note the lyrical quality and alliteration, with short phrasing without being choppy, yet employing enjambment. Some lines I noted: "little shelves," "growing gloam," "soft, light-hearted". There’s assonance, "But a soft, light-hearted" as your vowel sounds intone nearby words. The "a" sound in "soft" and "heart" creates a melodic quality. And the whole time, a steady rhyme unfolds. There is a noted sound between words, especially at the end of lines, as this follows an ABAB rhyme scheme throughout. I was astounded by the sensory vocabulary, evocative imagery, transitional themes, and emotional weight collectively. The mood offered of peaceful introspection and appreciation for the natural world strikes me as just right, inviting this reader to share in the beauty of the evening -- comfort of familiar celestial companions. And, that’s only what’s within reach with the naked eye, as I am fascinated by the world, universe and all discovery beyond. I like to imagine possibility in nirvana, having the perfect spot and quiet feels like love. Thank you for your poem that introduces introspection of and through writing, that we might consider your words again and again as life goes on to gain even further perspective. Well done, Brian Anniversary and Angel Army Reviewer  Does art ever duplicate life?  No, but good art intones it better. (Just playing around with words) You may find stray characters because I lose track of screen and fingers on a touchy keypad.  Only one hour of my life. Back to the cold bed.   My review has been submitted for consideration in "Good Deeds Get CASH!" .
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