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Great Poem from Sir Fulke - Thanks for sharing.

Tried again. Things go by past, way I see it.

Dang, it was so dense I couldn't follow it. Maybe it works better on the page. Will listen again. Being a poet with many books I am usually good at getting a poem. I read a lot of poetry.

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Overwhelming nostagilc memories of life growing up in Port Antonio. Life as I knew it as expressed through the scenes recorded in this poem and also being acquainted with Evan Jones and his wife. Learnt this poem at Port Antonio Primary and still remember all the words.

Here's Tom with the weather......

I wanted to know who make " the song of the banana man " 😊

Thank you, Yehuda Amichai 5/3/1924.

I Just got back from Jamaica. My roommate and I had the pleasure of swimming in the cool streams at Reach Falls with the mullet and janga, after being shown around where my roommate grew up. Such a beautiful country, with beautiful people, and some of the best food in the world. This poem always leaves me misty-eyed, and the narration by George Scott is simply amazing.

I love the good poems of li Po amen great art

Very intelligent woman, better wiser person than me , thanks nice Lady

Ooh my goodness. Since I was 12 years old, I've been reading this poem from the book, The Sun's Eye. I have bought that book about three times since leaving school, because the stories are just wonderful. I thoroughly enjoyed that reading. Thanks so very much. My literature teacher was a big burly man with a deep voice, and no matter what we did in class that day, we always ended the class reading Song of the banana man. Needless to say, no one failed his class. Oh memories 😊😊😊❤❤

Does this book existing. Still banana man

It brings memories I cried. The song of a banana man.

My major prof in college, A. Wilbur Stevens, introduced me to Roethke's poetry and he's been a favorite os mine ever since. This poem brings back memories of a good time in my life...thanks.

One of my favorite Poems, love it.

And instantly I am in love with Seph and Plath XOXO

An outstanding poem that we learned in the first form at the Dominca Grammar School in 1972. It was part of an anthology of West Indian poetry and short stories. It was a time of great pride in our West Indies cricket team and strong pride in our region. Those strong feelings of one West Indian nation have dissipated over the years. I hope our drive towards unity and a renewed pride in our people, culture, and common future shall rise again. I think the book was "The Sun's Eye."

A night, a street, a lamp, a drugstore, A meaningless and dismal light. A quarter century outpours - It’s all the same. No chance of flight. You’d die and rise anew, begotten. All would repeat as ever might: The street, the icy rippled water, The store, the lamp, the lonely night.

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One of my favorite poems is John Greenleaf Whittier's "The Poor Voter on Election Day".

Thanks for sharing!

Beautifully Done ! Thank you for sharing your experience & inspiration by R. Tagore as I have been also in life --perhaps in a different pathway than yours from Old Calcutta !

How glad I was to have participated several years ago. Thank you for this, Robert, Maggie and readers. Sing on.

Keep your feet on the ground and don't be driven to madness by romantic desires😊

Great

Thanks Evan Jones. Proud of my heritage. My mother, older sister, brother-in-law (all RIP) would have loved this poem.

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He said it was about his dad watering his roses at night. His father would walk in with rain boots on and young Theodore, would stand on top of his boots as his father whistled a song. He even states that he fibbed a bit and that his father’s hands were never caked with dirt.

I was randomly reminded by myself that this existed, and I'm glad I did

My sisters would recite this poem they learned in primary school every single day, just for fun. Going to high school at the time, I thought myself too big to join in with them but I was secretly saying it to myself along with them.😄

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...There's no other poet like Countee, Thank you for your story, Todd Hellems, and for the beautifully insightful way you read this piercing poem to us!

Your act of recitation specially Bengali uttering is very enchanting and artistic.bravo,carry it on further. Your look is very sophisticated and aristocratic.(snigdho)

💕💕I always come here to see you one more time, you will make your dreams come true. have a good Sunday

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The Pool Players. Seven at the Golden Shovel. We real cool. We Left school. We Lurk late. We Strike straight. We Sing sin. We Thin gin. We Jazz June. We Die soon.

Love ur history ♥️

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Not better? "A night, a street, a lamp, a drugstore, A meaningless and dismal light. A quarter century outpours - It’s all the same. No chance of flight. You’d die and rise anew, begotten. All would repeat as ever might: The street, the icy rippled water, The store, the lamp, the lonely night." Translated by Dina Belyayeva

This poem reminds me of Mt All age school days. I learned that poem in 6th grade and I still remember the words. We used to recite this poem and I can hear the sound of the boys with their resounding voices saying "By God and this big right hand, I will live and die a banana man" I feel so nostalgic listening to this poem. ♥️♥️♥️♥️

Thank you for this, it helped me analyze the poem differently. Y'all are doing great things

wow, that blew my mind. Completely changed the way I see the poem now.

Winnie the Pooh got flow

Mijanur.Rahaman

Beautiful. Thank you for sharing this poem.

Wow. No había visto esto antes! Yo admiro a Glaisma!

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that is perfect, so lyrical