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by Kate Burnside
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I read this morning "Sudden Light" by Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828-1882), a Pre-Raphaelite. It purportedly "deals with one of his most deeply held beliefs: that true lovers occupy an eternal space which defines their relationship, a fact registered by deja-vu experiences". This poem is my response.

PS My house here by the sea in Dorset is based on an "Arts And Crafts" design by William Morris, who was also part of the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood! I just love it! :)) xx


In an ebb or flow of twilight
or unblinking sunís full gaze;
in jumboís hard-line vapour trail,
idle riverís subtle haze.

With autumnís spiralling of colour
and winter pondís dull, blinded eye;
as fluff-ducklings take to water
or wild geese chevron the sky.

In chafed neck above a collar
or curved instep on a sole;
in two hands held that mate like frogs,
a union of the whole.

That brow that casts a shadow
under strain of great duress;
the arc thatís scribed across a face
beneath a thumbís caress.

In twists of light and bends of time
one essence threads its way;
through ages long or hours short
the tallyís but one day.

With sudden upturn of a face
or some downward bending eye
the heart is caught, the soul unleashed
and, with silent inward cry,

there forms a mirrored path of breath
in which we cast our own Ė
how can split parts of one true self
to other not be known?

Whatís in the pastís not dead and gone,
live futureís still in store:
Iíll know you then like I know you now
as Iíve known you since before.

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Reviewed by Dawn Anderson
Kate, your skill with words and language is incredible...elegant, stunning, beautiful...another keeper for me written by you.
Reviewed by The Poetess
Reviewed by Gene Williamson
There was never any doubt, of course, and this poem
definitely establishes Kate Burnside, Poet. Deja Vu
is a keeper from which I may learn. Love the rhyme.
Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg
deja vu's and syncronicities and all those glimpses of the miracles that we are :) absolutely love the "twists of light and bends of time" rock!
Reviewed by Barbara Terry
This is wonderful Kate. It speaks of the heart's desire for love, and that the two in love shall always know the other even after physical death, because they knew each other before physical birth.

This poem just makes the heart melt with it is easy flowing lines and the tempo is great.

I have a theory about deja vu, and that may be the subject of one of my books. You have written a very emotional, heartfelt poem here, and it didbring happy tears because the narrator will know his/her beloved through all eternity. Just lovely. Thank you for sharing.

May the Lord Bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and walk by your side. With love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister Barbie.
Reviewed by jude forese
eloquent, superb craftsmanship ... a sense of wonder and design ... a vision of things to come that have passed by ...
Reviewed by E T Waldron
There's nothing left to be said, Kate! Except that I look forward to seeing your book on a best sellers list where it belongs!;-)...etw
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
Stunning work sis!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart
Kate this is real poetry. Beautiful in every sense of the word. Deep and inviting. Makes a reader want to swim in it like a cool creek in a scorching summer. I belive in such Deja Vu, how can it be denied?
Reviewed by Patrick Granfors
This is a very special poem, Kate, a true work of art. Patrick
Reviewed by Walt Hardester
Your mastery of language is apparent with this breathtaking piece Kate. You awe the reader with images that jump off the page with each reading. You never cease to amaze your fans.

Reviewed by Christine Alwin
Kate, This is AMAZING! There are things and feelings that can never be questioned or understood...just an acceptance..I can't begin to phantom the telepahy I have with certain people (my mom the strongest) many stories I could tell...this is going into my you carried me away~ "true lovers occupy an eternal space" yes they do...I will have to read this book~
love and blessings,
Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis
This is - to use a much-used word - "stunning." It fits here, Kate. You write with such fluidity and ease and a skill that must reside in your every cell - a "meant to be" gift of your deepest, most authentic self. This is truly beautiful and harkens to my own "intrabeing" - a poem I wrote about eternal lovers choosing how they'll meet again. Truly, if I ever get to your Dorset (my own Dorset is in Vermont - where I hope to return soon), we must have tea!
Reviewed by Cryssa C
What a masterpiece you have created with these lines...
Beautifully romantic and full of superb imagery

While each stanza is beautiful and each could almost be a story in and of itself, together they form a perfect whole...that further accentuates your last stanza which gives the ultimate message of your poem--that love has no begin or end and lives within realms we don't follow comprehend with our mortal minds.

I just recently went to visit my father as he celebrated his 50th wedding anniversary. My mother passed away 3 1/2 years ago, but I have no doubt my dear mom was there in spirit as well. My Father's determination to hold this family celebration was true testament to me that he knows their love is eternal and looks forward to the day when they will be reunited. What a beautiful celebration it was... a day when all of my siblings and I could rejoice in reminiscing about the love that brought us all to be. It also made me remember how grateful I am to have the wonderful husband I have, who shares the same bonds of love with me.

Thanks for posting such a meaningful poem. Truly one of my favorites of yours...

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone
You have mastered the art of poetry with this one, My dear Kate. Deja Vu is felt all over this.. the lines that really got to me:

"That brow that casts a shadow
under strain of great duress;
the arc thatís scribed across a face
beneath a thumbís caress."

Sensuality and deepest soul mate connection felt within these caressing touching that it sends me to another dimension..Soul Mates will be bonded forever, always searching for the other during each lifetime.. I have done many hours of study on the soul mate theory and I have come up with my own theory..One day I will publish it.. You make me yearn for my soul mate..Lovely poetry as always, sweet Katero...

Peace, love and light,
Reviewed by Kenny Baez
A poem like this shows you are taking the art of poetry very seriously and giving it your all and finding the right balance between profoundity and accessibility; 'fluff-ducklings', 'wild geese
chevron the sky'.

Accomplished! Like a Rick Stein dish, lovingly prepared and presented.
Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater
As one who believes strongly, ever so strongly in the unbreakable bond of soul mates, my life has been forever Deja Vu. When one wilts, the other one dies, when one thrives, the other one reaps that joyous heap of goodness also and "wild geese chevron the sky" is an extremely powerful vehicle to promote a dream sequence of Deja Vu in ethereal space where most of us do at one time or another come into contact with a soul mate. This gives me a very good feeling, Kate, something of a harbinger bringing itself into well.

Reviewed by Jon Willey
Kate,love is the specter ever present and is all that is granted eternal life by the omnipotent source of all love. Across eternity space is provided where love shall inherit the cosmos. I do indeed love this work my dear friend. Your perspective burns brightly with belief's flame. Peace, joy and love be with you. Jon Michael
Reviewed by John Flanagan
There is nothing else beyond such a bond, it is eternal and perfect and whole in itself and we need nothing more.
Love the form you chose, Kate, smack on, just right.

Reviewed by Regis Auffray
Whatís in the pastís not dead and gone,
live futureís still in store:
Iíll know you then as I know you now
Ďcos Iíve known you since before.

This poem reminds me of some "classic" ones that I have encountered before. I love the flow enhanced by the rhyme and the rhythm that you have created, Kate; and the meaning "behind" the verses as well of course. Love and best wishes to you,

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
Excellent piece, Kate; well done!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D
Reviewed by Andy Turner
Dante was a crazy poet. When Beatrice died he buried all his poems for her with her, not long after he dug her up and took his poems.

The Divine is funny, everyone who annoyed him he put in hell. . .

He said a few clever things but his madness is his fame. Like so many old poets of yore, live fast, die young, go mad, leave a beautiful corpse.

However, you are a remarkable poet and your day with the other monday gang seems to have brought fruit.

The final stanza shows your locked up talent, a talent that wants to roar and say. Listen!

Within you there is a poet of the magnitude who can write a great of the magnitude of the unknown poets of Theseus. Should you ever decide to apply your mind against distractions. Otherwise we'll just get this small glimpses of the music that will die beneath the English soil.
Reviewed by Darkest Angel (Reader)
This is a lovely way to tell someone, "I know you, or I have known you"; it is written in loving elegance, and carries a tone that speaks of much more to the heart and soul. I have had many of those "Deja Vu" moments in life, and they are very alarming, sometimes; a person could literally lose their mind, instantly, within the experience. Thanks for sharing, Kate.
Reviewed by Susan Sonnen
Your poem reminds me of the film What Dreams May Come. I love this!
Reviewed by George Carroll
The longest poem I've seen you write and you chose a subject that looks at the future or was it the past in the brilliance of your creative mind.

Reviewed by Felix Perry
Another perfect gem of a write that says so much of the tenacity of true love, and yes I do believe you are right when love is will defy space and time and return again and again. Excellant work Kate.
Reviewed by Rebekah Rosie Lang
Excellent poem Kate! BRAVA!
Reviewed by Christine Tsen
This is a gorgeous poem Kate!
My favorite is that 6th line set
"With sudden upturn of a face
or some downward bending eye
the heart is caught, the soul unleashed
and, with silent inward cry"
so amazing, how you wrote these lines -- of course the sad part is that usually the silent inward cry stays that way, as it has rotton timing and all!
In complete awe of your writing as usual,
Reviewed by Ed Matlack
I read this and think of past lives that I tend to think I have had, and remember Rene there with me in each and every one, in one form or another...e
Reviewed by Kate Burnside
... By golly, Jerry, you've got it! :)) THANKS! You know how it is... lines just come and you slap'em down. I hadn't seen this before in those lines you quote but yes: like the "Angelic" paintings/windows of Burne-Jones for example: sudden rapture, QED, "Sudden Light"!! BINGO! 'Trif bit of observation, perception and inspiration. Besos muchas xx
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
"With sudden upturn of a face / or some downward bending eye" is the gist of what I feel is the beauty of the Pre-Raphaelites, which I do NOT claim to have more knowledge of that merely the results of the artists of that movement. What I DO know is that the painting, for the most part, showed up more realistic and in some ways impish than prior artists. All that said, that is why I quoted the above two lines. Don't know if I am making sense, but I tried.
Reviewed by Paul Berube
Nicely done, Kate.
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