GHOST

Ann of Norway "Standing in shadows And Fading into opaque" Your use of words here is really good I feel, I love it, and the lightness of movement flowing, floating through it, is truly ephemeral and dream-like this one I like very much it makes us feel happy for you. Shadows haunt, moan, groan, and many more parts of this poem make images like pictures that wander through it and begins to haunt our minds. Truly you excel here Joseph, Guiseppe of the haunted world, and this one with its particular qualities not least, it is already become a special one for me. Annuccia.

Ann has said it all with such beautiful grace i leave my stars and my regards for a brilliant poem love to you dear Joe your Jayne-Chloe x x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")