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xxx 67.172.190.253 |
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ecargo 167.219.88.140 |
25-Jan-07/7:19 AM |
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It's a bit melodramatic (lurid, to use your word). You've got a nice sense of language and rhythm, but it has a very old-fashioned feel to it. Think about what you're trying to say and then play with how to say it--this doesn't really, in the end, say much ("Words, words, mere words, no matter from the heart").
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| Re: The Passing by Stephen Robins |
ecargo 167.219.88.140 |
25-Jan-07/7:24 AM |
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Ace. "Ethnic splatter" . . . just ace.
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Jill Stockinger 67.172.190.253 |
25-Jan-07/7:25 AM |
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Ranger 62.252.32.15 |
25-Jan-07/11:39 AM |
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Did you actually edit this, or are you just resubmitting it for better votes and comments?
HINT: comment and thou shalt be commented upon.
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| Re: Controlled Euthanasia by Dovina |
Dovina 208.127.72.149 |
25-Jan-07/1:47 PM |
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Dovina: Inspired by âOne in Ten Thousand,â Athena Workman, GUD. Just click at your left.
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xxx 67.172.190.253 |
25-Jan-07/8:27 PM |
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| Re: The Glass by dancin_n_da_moonlite |
Ranger 62.252.32.15 |
26-Jan-07/4:59 AM |
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Keep playing around with this one, because it really has got some good ideas and potential.
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| Re: Controlled Euthanasia by Dovina |
Ranger 62.252.32.15 |
26-Jan-07/5:03 AM |
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The last stanza's great and the rhythm's good. It feels like it's missing a bit though; I tend to work in threes - you've given two punishments here, maybe a third would add to the effect?
I've never seen a syringe flop, or is that line just innuendo?
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Ranger 62.252.32.15 |
26-Jan-07/5:05 AM |
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Well the first eight lines are fine, after that the metre disintegrates, and if that falls apart in a poem then so does the message. Keep chipping away at this one.
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xxx 67.172.190.253 |
27-Jan-07/4:16 PM |
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Lower case signifying self rather good. I find this to be quite humorous (the whole of the work). Even if you are an old poster scamming, I enjoyed the read.
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xxx 67.172.190.253 |
27-Jan-07/8:04 PM |
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You are persistently bad.
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xxx 67.172.190.253 |
28-Jan-07/8:24 AM |
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Just as bad as all the rest of your stuff.
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-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 75.192.213.24 |
28-Jan-07/10:46 AM |
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| Re: Stained by fadedlove |
-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 75.192.213.24 |
28-Jan-07/10:55 AM |
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This so effortlessly achieves the vague air of guffing claptrap that wheezes out of all good poetry. Sublimely beautiful. A triumph. You have talent: use it.
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-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 75.192.64.249 |
28-Jan-07/11:56 AM |
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One of the largest self-contained guffs I have ever seen. Larger guffs have been formed, but they were all composed of smaller guffs that joined forces to form giant dunce-omelettes. You are a colossal boob.
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| Re: He's... by holliebollie_19 |
-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 75.192.64.249 |
28-Jan-07/12:20 PM |
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There's a mysterious quality to this poeme... something I can't quite pinpoint... I find it haunting... real... it's very powerful... do you often try to evoke such emotions in your work?
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xxx 67.172.190.253 |
28-Jan-07/12:56 PM |
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The content is fine. I have a little trouble with the form, but I am learning how to get over that, as a reader does have some responsibility. What bothers me is how everything is put together as an idea or group of ideas. It is like watching a bag of marbles spilling out and trying to focus on one in the stream. It could be just my bad vision (metaphorically speaking) or lack of proper intelligence (reality speaking). It seems more of a street-corner rant. (Sorry about the double message, I spelled a word wrong )
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Dental Panic 84.27.81.27 |
28-Jan-07/1:31 PM |
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Change the 'you' into 'I' and you'll end up with a derivate of Seamus Heaney's Personal Helicon.
'Now, to pry into roots, to finger slime,
To stare, big-eyed Narcissus, into some spring
Is beneath all adult dignity. I rhyme
To see myself, to set the darkness echoing.'
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| Re: Controlled Euthanasia by Dovina |
richa 81.179.135.216 |
28-Jan-07/1:46 PM |
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I read the gud one. The only bit I liked was the end when she found him with peanut butter and struggling with a loaf of bread. I'm not sure the poem makes any sense though.
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