darling, i resemble that statement. get me a martini! missing you. nice rack, by the way. luv.h.

well, take a listen for yourself at gangbox.com under mp3's. you may here beverly d'angelo talking about apples, helicopters, machine guns and children laughing...at teeter totter playground. actually we mixed the song right after columbine for jason bentley at kcrw in los angeles. needless to say. he was a bit put off by it.ironically now years later..it's getting much better reviews for being original and ahead of its time.

i am humbled.

I interpreted the title as that imagined place. Doan's country. Our country. The space between.

Yes, yes. And I have an amnesia of sorts. You own the photographs that revel myself to me. Both as a person and as a poet. Would it work as "your humming"?

The poem speaks, but as you said it is just a baby. a beautiful baby. Please, if you do't mind, I really would like your honest opinion on my poems. You started once, but never came back to it. I respect your abilities as a writer and I hope to improve, so if you have some time help me out.

Yes, but no matter how much dirt I swallow. How many nights I stay there, how many books I read of there, I will never be it. And there in lies the poem. Doan is a photographer. The "house: is a reference to his series "Dream House" where he places women in their most beautiful sense into a place where he can only go with his camera, which in this case is a reflection of his mind. It cannot be real. The to is "to you" but I dropped the "you" down. I had both out, but then I thought the reader would think the narrator was "humming." Suggestions? Does it work without? I am not sure of the song title, but I will dig it up. And yes INTRANSIT both Mendoza and La Rioja are near wine country (although Chile makes much better wine) and are agricultural hubs of Argentina. Much like the San Joaquin Valley is an agricultural hub in the states, but not wine country. There is an intended parallel. That is where the title comes in.

Yes but this scar is mine, or so you said. Perhaps one of "loves lies", if so do not destroy the illusion with the truth.

You're so right. That's how I know something's finished. what I love in other poems of yours. I knew the words came from a tango, and you picked them so well. I don't have a copy of this one, do you know the title? I'm glad you like the station. My birthday present to you. Bringing history is important. You know more about my homeland then I. I am it, you have studied it. That reminds me, "Teacher and apprentice to..." shouldn't it be too? I think you should end the line with apprentice.

The stitches are long gone, but the scar is still healing. It remains to be seen. But there are other scars.

Yes and no. Ardent is more an..., I can't explain it well but I'll try. In english we use burning to mean desire. In Spanish it is not so. Ardent, in Spanish is not a true burning it is more the sensation you get when you've touched posion ivy. An extreme irritation. And then there is the sound of the words.

No matter who the poem is written for is should come across. If it is not doing that, even with work on the reader's part, and I believe this does require a bit of work, it fails. The Spanish is taken directly from a tango. GW passed along a station that I have become quite fond of in these passing days of October. The tango is by Carlos Gardel and quite lovely. Besides a bit of Spanish, bringing a bit of Latin American history to the table will not hurt. And the best to you on celebrating the last year of a decade.

I suppose the distance between you is chaperone enough. Still, it's good you've found such a connection. This kind of thing doesn't happen that often. You'll cherish it, I know, and take strength from it and maybe write ever greater poems. Ma and Pa Poemranker.

We are surrounded by n ocean of chaperones. This, for me, is a safe adventure. He stays in his row-boat, I stay in mine. I love the inspiration and the relating. Like building a house together for the poemes to live in.

Same linguistic root, if my schoolboy Latin serves me right. Whether burning or ardent the effect is the same, don't you find?

On second thought it shouldn't be burning lips. It should be ardent lips.