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		<title>Comment on Tanka: Night Walk by Merry Christmas &#171; Broken Sparkles</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Merry Christmas &#171; Broken Sparkles]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Dec 2011 18:55:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[...] everyone a very Happy Christmas holidays! May you all gather a little of the charm left under the Christmas tree and carry it with you [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Comment on Haiku: Tiptoeing by Poets Rally</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Dec 2011 14:57:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Greetings:

Hope all is well.

 Noting that you have been part of poets rally in the year of 2011, 
what an achievement, thanks for your outstanding contribution to us 
along the way, keep up the excellence. Best!

Come join our poetry rally today if you wish to mingle and get inspired!
 
A poem of your choice or a free verse is accepted.


Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.

 Looking forward to seeing you share.
Respect and hugs.
xoxox]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Greetings:</p>
<p>Hope all is well.</p>
<p> Noting that you have been part of poets rally in the year of 2011,<br />
what an achievement, thanks for your outstanding contribution to us<br />
along the way, keep up the excellence. Best!</p>
<p>Come join our poetry rally today if you wish to mingle and get inspired!</p>
<p>A poem of your choice or a free verse is accepted.</p>
<p>Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.</p>
<p> Looking forward to seeing you share.<br />
Respect and hugs.<br />
xoxox</p>
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		<title>Comment on Tanka: Night Walk by Nacht Gang &#171; Dagmar Travner&#039;s Random Notes</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Nacht Gang &#171; Dagmar Travner&#039;s Random Notes]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2011 19:26:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Comment on Tanka: Night Walk by Corine Larrier</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2011 13:24:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&quot;Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love - and to put its trust in life.&quot; ~  Joseph Conrad]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love &#8211; and to put its trust in life.&#8221; ~  Joseph Conrad</p>
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		<title>Comment on Romance in Experience &#8211; Eröffnungsrede zur Ausstellung by ramchandps</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Sep 2011 16:58:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Love is a flow of positive evrgy towards objects of liking. LOve binds faster]]></description>
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		<title>Comment on Romance in Experience &#8211; Eröffnungsrede zur Ausstellung by varapettybeckons</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Sep 2011 16:18:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Love is a flow of positive energy towards an object of liking. It has everal facets as the love towards mother, mothers love towards children, father&#039;s to mother etc

Raman]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Love is a flow of positive energy towards an object of liking. It has everal facets as the love towards mother, mothers love towards children, father&#8217;s to mother etc</p>
<p>Raman</p>
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		<title>Comment on Romance in Experience &#8211; Eröffnungsrede zur Ausstellung by varapettybeckons</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Sep 2011 16:14:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Oh Dag whenever I try to read our entries language is a problem. Sad

Raman
http://ramansblog.blogspot.com/]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh Dag whenever I try to read our entries language is a problem. Sad</p>
<p>Raman<br />
<a href="http://ramansblog.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">http://ramansblog.blogspot.com/</a></p>
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		<title>Comment on Romance in Experience &#8211; Eröffnungsrede zur Ausstellung by Dag Travner</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Dag Travner]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2011 21:02:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Love is not primarily a relationship to a specific person; it is an attitude, an ordination of character which determines the relatedness of the person to the whole world as a whole, not toward one object of love” 
― Erich Fromm]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>“Love is not primarily a relationship to a specific person; it is an attitude, an ordination of character which determines the relatedness of the person to the whole world as a whole, not toward one object of love”<br />
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		<title>Comment on Romance in Experience &#8211; Eröffnungsrede zur Ausstellung by Heiner Neuling</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Heiner Neuling]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Sep 2011 09:39:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#039;ve found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said &quot;Journeys end in lovers meeting.&quot; What an extraordinary thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that, but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said &quot;love is blind&quot;. Now that is something I know to be true. For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can also be found, even if just for the night. And then, there&#039;s another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. Its called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space! Yes, you are looking at one such individual. And I have willingly loved that man for over three miserable years! The absolute worst years of my life! The worst Christmas&#039;, the worst Birthday&#039;s, New Years Eve&#039;s brought in by tears and valium. These years that I have been in love have been the darkest days of my life. All because I&#039;ve been cursed by being in love with a man who does not and will not love me back. Oh god, just the sight of him! Heart pounding! Throat thickening! Absolutely can&#039;t swallow! All the usual symptoms.


Very true speech, dear Dagmar.

Heiner :)]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said &#8220;Journeys end in lovers meeting.&#8221; What an extraordinary thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that, but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said &#8220;love is blind&#8221;. Now that is something I know to be true. For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can also be found, even if just for the night. And then, there&#8217;s another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. Its called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space! Yes, you are looking at one such individual. And I have willingly loved that man for over three miserable years! The absolute worst years of my life! The worst Christmas&#8217;, the worst Birthday&#8217;s, New Years Eve&#8217;s brought in by tears and valium. These years that I have been in love have been the darkest days of my life. All because I&#8217;ve been cursed by being in love with a man who does not and will not love me back. Oh god, just the sight of him! Heart pounding! Throat thickening! Absolutely can&#8217;t swallow! All the usual symptoms.</p>
<p>Very true speech, dear Dagmar.</p>
<p>Heiner <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>Comment on Anmerkung eines Augenblicks by Traces of a Moment &#171; Dagmar Travner&#039;s Random Notes</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Traces of a Moment &#171; Dagmar Travner&#039;s Random Notes]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Sep 2011 21:11:53 +0000</pubDate>
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