Comments byDovina, 2821–2840 back, including replies. Only comments on poems

I feel really sad you got no response on this other than mine. I have an ace response in mind, waiting for time and inclination.
on Aimee by LintyWeenis 27 May 2005, 4:56 PM
Title is great; wish you'd done more with it. Leave out "It is".
replying on Nesting Instinct of Women by Dovina 27 May 2005, 12:44 PM
In the several days you’ve been wandering in the wilderness, as the scorched desert used to be called, like some 40-day fast, I’ve missed these convoluted questions, worded not so much to draw answers as to aggravate some angst.

1) Let -=Dark_Angel=-,P.I. answer.

2) Anybody can interpret anything he/she wants. If I want to liken the crap-filled raven in someone’s poem to a preacher and take off with it, I shall.
replying on Mid Years by Dovina 27 May 2005, 12:23 PM
I am happy for you.
replying on To Making Do by Dovina 27 May 2005, 12:18 PM
Right
replying on Swoon by Dovina 27 May 2005, 12:13 PM
Blush!
replying on Inspiration from absurdity by INTRANSIT 26 May 2005, 7:13 PM
Energetic Nutty Truckdriver
replying on Inspiration from absurdity by INTRANSIT 26 May 2005, 7:08 PM
You need another margarita to figure this out.
replying on Inspiration from absurdity by INTRANSIT 26 May 2005, 7:05 PM
He's like a little obnoxious brother. Kinda cute in a sordid way.
replying on Inspiration from absurdity by INTRANSIT 26 May 2005, 7:00 PM
I vaguely remember pulling that Derringer trigger. How's the Arab doing anyway, haven't heard from him lately.
on Inspiration from absurdity by INTRANSIT 26 May 2005, 6:53 PM
Commas mis-spaced, but otherwise a tough ride.
replying on Inspiration from absurdity by INTRANSIT 26 May 2005, 6:52 PM
ENT = Emergency Medical Technician
replying on Coffined by Dovina 26 May 2005, 6:42 PM
See comment below.
replying on Coffined by Dovina 26 May 2005, 6:42 PM
No, it is a failure as poem. Thanks for trying to interpret, but when four good poets fail to understand what I was talking about, it can only mean that I failed to be clear.

The body is complete because the life is complete. It is abolished because the life is gone, a no-breather because that leads to the punch word – no-brainrer – which has two meanings – a dead brain and a decision that requires little thought.
replying on Applicative-Order Fixed-Point Operator by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 26 May 2005, 4:07 PM
Just tit for tat really. Make a comment, ignore the poem. Irritating, isn't it? in non-evaluable lambda sort of way.
replying on Horatio by april fool 26 May 2005, 2:12 PM
I think I'll ask nentwined for the ability to vote on comments based on their wry humor so I can give this a 10.
replying on Coffined by Dovina 26 May 2005, 1:45 PM
Giving every poem on poemranker the same vote, no matter what vote, affects nothing relatively.
replying on Coffined by Dovina 26 May 2005, 1:42 PM
Yes, and it’s not really about death, except as a consideration in deciding how to live.
replying on Applicative-Order Fixed-Point Operator by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 26 May 2005, 1:31 PM
If there were 99 instead of 9, nobody reading this would count or care. They probably don’t care anyway, but rather consider the gentle swat of Dovina and the hard lash of -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I., then decide which they like best. So it goes here – all about rhetoric. We are wordmongers and consider them gold. If it were not so, I would not have pulled a rockmage 10 for a silly poem about a hawk dining at the city dump, or kudos from richa for a raven full of crap. Not so, you will no doubt say, the difference between 8 and 9 - the number 1 - is more real than words. But even if it is, the salesman wins, and we who wallow in reason, write poetry for relief.
on Forbidden by Caducus 26 May 2005, 8:33 AM
If you're using punctuation, why not in widow's?