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		<title>Comment on Kandel Interview and historic photos by Dianella Bardelli</title>
		<link>http://lenorekandel.com/2012/05/in-memoriam/#comment-37</link>
		<dc:creator>Dianella Bardelli</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Nov 2012 12:31:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[In the last number of the Cafè Review ( http://www.thecafereview.com/?m=201211) the is one poem of mine in honour of Lenore Kandel

Lenore Kandel, My memory, my vision of you

It is a commemoration
a mass in your honour,
it is a mass a ceremony -
there is a rustling of skirts
of skin
of arms
and sombody invokes your name -
after far away a train arrives
it that of my memories of you
those I have not -
I have not memories of you
I have only visions of you,
are as the memories the visions?
In a certain sense yes
on the contrary in all the sense yes
are the images of the mind also those, the visions,
there is in short that strange train of memories
this train slender, slender covered of green
slender -
I am celebrating  a mass for you
a poetic mass for you
ther is also the organ and white voices
is a mass for you -
nobody call you
nobody call your spirit
they don&#039;t call you
but we remember you,
I remember you in the sense that I evoke you
you old and suffering
but yet always poet
not as those with a degree,
things like american congress,
not, you are the doctor poet of the life
you...
on the stagedressed like a nun
nun loving men and spirits
nun of the life
as it is
do you remember?
I think you are now in some hermitage
on the mountain
you have goes on that path
the mistic path
seating down and meditating
and for you also writing -
the is an old disk
that is turning falling
and a polar antartic wind 
and somebody knocks
insist , calls -
you  foxed  flag of the mind
I commemorate  and don&#039;t forget you -
you have open a path
like Allen
you have open the path
but to do it it is needs to have lived a lot
 mistaked,  failed
met and loved
it is needs to have soffered a lot -
you in your  ill  back
I commemorate you
I commemorate you
my friend
I love you and you not even know it
ypu have never known
and you never will know it -
Livio has done a portrait of you that seems me]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In the last number of the Cafè Review ( <a href="http://www.thecafereview.com/?m=201211" rel="nofollow">http://www.thecafereview.com/?m=201211</a>) the is one poem of mine in honour of Lenore Kandel</p>
<p>Lenore Kandel, My memory, my vision of you</p>
<p>It is a commemoration<br />
a mass in your honour,<br />
it is a mass a ceremony -<br />
there is a rustling of skirts<br />
of skin<br />
of arms<br />
and sombody invokes your name -<br />
after far away a train arrives<br />
it that of my memories of you<br />
those I have not -<br />
I have not memories of you<br />
I have only visions of you,<br />
are as the memories the visions?<br />
In a certain sense yes<br />
on the contrary in all the sense yes<br />
are the images of the mind also those, the visions,<br />
there is in short that strange train of memories<br />
this train slender, slender covered of green<br />
slender -<br />
I am celebrating  a mass for you<br />
a poetic mass for you<br />
ther is also the organ and white voices<br />
is a mass for you -<br />
nobody call you<br />
nobody call your spirit<br />
they don&#8217;t call you<br />
but we remember you,<br />
I remember you in the sense that I evoke you<br />
you old and suffering<br />
but yet always poet<br />
not as those with a degree,<br />
things like american congress,<br />
not, you are the doctor poet of the life<br />
you&#8230;<br />
on the stagedressed like a nun<br />
nun loving men and spirits<br />
nun of the life<br />
as it is<br />
do you remember?<br />
I think you are now in some hermitage<br />
on the mountain<br />
you have goes on that path<br />
the mistic path<br />
seating down and meditating<br />
and for you also writing -<br />
the is an old disk<br />
that is turning falling<br />
and a polar antartic wind<br />
and somebody knocks<br />
insist , calls -<br />
you  foxed  flag of the mind<br />
I commemorate  and don&#8217;t forget you -<br />
you have open a path<br />
like Allen<br />
you have open the path<br />
but to do it it is needs to have lived a lot<br />
 mistaked,  failed<br />
met and loved<br />
it is needs to have soffered a lot -<br />
you in your  ill  back<br />
I commemorate you<br />
I commemorate you<br />
my friend<br />
I love you and you not even know it<br />
ypu have never known<br />
and you never will know it -<br />
Livio has done a portrait of you that seems me</p>
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		<title>Comment on Kandel Interview and historic photos by Dianella Bardelli</title>
		<link>http://lenorekandel.com/2012/05/in-memoriam/#comment-36</link>
		<dc:creator>Dianella Bardelli</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Oct 2012 11:24:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[the 18 Ottobre 2009 Lenore dead, I remember her and her wonderful poems]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>the 18 Ottobre 2009 Lenore dead, I remember her and her wonderful poems</p>
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		<title>Comment on Collected Poems of Lenore Kandel by Kat Engh</title>
		<link>http://lenorekandel.com/2012/04/collected-poems-of-lenore-kandel/#comment-22</link>
		<dc:creator>Kat Engh</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2012 00:24:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Could the person who runs this blog please email me! I&#039;m the publicist for Lenore&#039;s new collection and I&#039;d really like to help keep this site current however I can help :).

kengh [ at ] northatlanticbooks [dot] com]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Could the person who runs this blog please email me! I&#8217;m the publicist for Lenore&#8217;s new collection and I&#8217;d really like to help keep this site current however I can help <img src='http://lenorekandel.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> .</p>
<p>kengh [ at ] northatlanticbooks [dot] com</p>
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		<title>Comment on Lenore Kandel by Dianella Bardelli</title>
		<link>http://lenorekandel.com/2011/06/hello-world/#comment-21</link>
		<dc:creator>Dianella Bardelli</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Apr 2012 10:11:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am an italian writer,  I have in my hands the Collected poems of Lenore Kandel, arrived to me yesterday; when I have touched  the front page for the first time I have filled an emotion as I could touched her hand..., also if I never known Lenore in person; I am so interesting in unpublished poems; the first in the book is wonderfull:

Afterword

when love is ended there are no songs to play
no feast of yesterdays
only the small clear painful knowledge
that the windy candle has burned out
leaving smoke
and the memory of bright and perfect light

Rispondi ↓]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am an italian writer,  I have in my hands the Collected poems of Lenore Kandel, arrived to me yesterday; when I have touched  the front page for the first time I have filled an emotion as I could touched her hand&#8230;, also if I never known Lenore in person; I am so interesting in unpublished poems; the first in the book is wonderfull:</p>
<p>Afterword</p>
<p>when love is ended there are no songs to play<br />
no feast of yesterdays<br />
only the small clear painful knowledge<br />
that the windy candle has burned out<br />
leaving smoke<br />
and the memory of bright and perfect light</p>
<p>Rispondi ↓</p>
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		<title>Comment on Lenore Kandel by don tuttle</title>
		<link>http://lenorekandel.com/2011/06/hello-world/#comment-9</link>
		<dc:creator>don tuttle</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2012 05:20:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I just realized Lenore is dead so she couldn&#039;t very well have a comment on Katic playing her.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I just realized Lenore is dead so she couldn&#8217;t very well have a comment on Katic playing her.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Lenore Kandel by don tuttle</title>
		<link>http://lenorekandel.com/2011/06/hello-world/#comment-8</link>
		<dc:creator>don tuttle</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2012 05:19:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I read Jack in high school. For the record I am 71. Katic playing Lenore should be interesting. Did Lenore approve of her playing the part?]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I read Jack in high school. For the record I am 71. Katic playing Lenore should be interesting. Did Lenore approve of her playing the part?</p>
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		<title>Comment on Lenore Kandel by lenore</title>
		<link>http://lenorekandel.com/2011/06/hello-world/#comment-6</link>
		<dc:creator>lenore</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2012 22:03:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[thank you Lenore Kandel.  We were almost exactly 10 years apart (1/13 for me).  Always loved her work.  Just learned today....

Tears for a poet 
I do not have for a lover
Closer to the other
A lover unbeknownst]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>thank you Lenore Kandel.  We were almost exactly 10 years apart (1/13 for me).  Always loved her work.  Just learned today&#8230;.</p>
<p>Tears for a poet<br />
I do not have for a lover<br />
Closer to the other<br />
A lover unbeknownst</p>
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		<title>Comment on Lenore Kandel by admin</title>
		<link>http://lenorekandel.com/2011/06/hello-world/#comment-5</link>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2012 00:09:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Thank you, Bill. Did you know there&#039;s a new book of Lenore&#039;s poems coming out this spring? I&#039;ll post something here shortly.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you, Bill. Did you know there&#8217;s a new book of Lenore&#8217;s poems coming out this spring? I&#8217;ll post something here shortly.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Lenore Kandel by Bill Boggs</title>
		<link>http://lenorekandel.com/2011/06/hello-world/#comment-4</link>
		<dc:creator>Bill Boggs</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Sep 2011 20:55:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I teach at a smaller rural university and try to make my students aware of the generation academia wants to sweep under the carpet of deconstruction and the many &quot;isms&quot; of our age. I will not let Lenore Kandel be forgotten.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I teach at a smaller rural university and try to make my students aware of the generation academia wants to sweep under the carpet of deconstruction and the many &#8220;isms&#8221; of our age. I will not let Lenore Kandel be forgotten.</p>
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