poemranker ::20 most recent comments by Dovina (3821-3840) and replies

Comments byDovina, 3821–3840 back, including replies. Only comments on poems

replying on The Rockets’ Song by Dovina 6 Dec 2004, 1:30 PM
An interesting, perhaps plutocratic, view of wealth and class. “Common stock,” of course, has two almost opposite meanings, which we have gouged each other with in goodhearted fun. But “sin” cannot be so used. I find it appalling that you consider it a sin to perform the tawdriest of favours. I know many people performing menial tasks who have more class than some of the wealthiest. The two seem unrelated.
replying on The Rockets’ Song by Dovina 6 Dec 2004, 12:23 PM
Yes, we do come from a common stock, though it’s hard to see how that matters.
replying on The Rockets’ Song by Dovina 6 Dec 2004, 9:53 AM
Must everything be phallic?
Delightful.
on The Soul by Bobjim 6 Dec 2004, 9:28 AM
Do not the "perverted thoughts, hurtful passions" originate in the "centre of the mind," the very place "incarcerated" that you want to protect from those things? That doesn't make sense.
on Corner Shop, 5 Quinton Road by Caducus 6 Dec 2004, 9:16 AM
"damson" as a verb?
Some unusual and interesting language, "aped by girning monkeys," "cantering blurs," which needs a comma, I think.
"there tone" should be "their tones." Right?
The last verse lacks the punctuation of the first two.
Interesting!
on DEATH by celticskatermatt1 6 Dec 2004, 8:58 AM
Five misspelled words.
The last line is preachy and better omitted.
replying on The Rockets’ Song by Dovina 6 Dec 2004, 8:52 AM
Before air conditioning, I always sailed port-outbound, starboard-home, preferring reality over the pretense of class. Since arriving in the New World, I have appreciated inelegant Americanisms over British attempts at sounding posh with prudish expressions like “mouth plums” and pretentiously funny nonsense like “you’re” for “your.”
replying on The Rockets’ Song by Dovina 5 Dec 2004, 2:26 PM
Thank you so much for the 10-vote of confidence and your kind words. I may have shocked you with dismay in calling attention to this abysmal outcome of so many young men, urging your use of strong language to describe both me and my poetry. I do apologize.
on Or So They Say by avery 5 Dec 2004, 10:41 AM
Make the punctuation consistant and the last two lines moire forceful. Otherwise good.
on Jasmime by Lee Ho Chan 28 Nov 2004, 10:37 AM
Very real-sounding Chinese English voice. Too many redundant lines. Funny.
replying on Guinness by Dovina 28 Nov 2004, 9:19 AM
I pity his wife and would like to be one of his friends at the pub.
replying on Love Bruises by Jezabele-In-Hell 27 Nov 2004, 3:20 PM
The getting of sexual pleasure from being mistreated, or hurt physically or otherwise by a partner is not something I can understand, but neither is lot of what goes on for pleasure. The way she describes the bruises on her legs sounds like kicking or blows of some kind. “love bruises” – okay, whatever turns her on.
on Emotions Color Your Thoughts by cuddlytiger17 27 Nov 2004, 2:51 PM
It starts out on a good path, but wanders into netherland, losing focus.
A fine bedtime image of childhood.
replying on Dictionary Lesson by Dovina 26 Nov 2004, 6:30 PM
I shall make a plaque and hang it above my computer to ever remind of the wisdom I’ve learned this enlightening evening:

There is no anything without words,
so saying there is no philosophy without them
is crap.
The words of zodiac
on The Playground by Caducus 26 Nov 2004, 6:11 PM
Dear Poemranking addicts,

How do you get onto poemranker? Over the past five days, I have tried five computers, mac's and PC's, dial-up, DSL, and cable modem, all with no connection to poemranker, or as today only after waiting an hour just to get logged in.

The problem is at kaolin's end, and I have emailed him twice, with no answer. I suppose that if he flakes out, dies, or loses the server for some reason, then poemranker and everything on it dies.

I wish I had copied more of what seemed important here before the thing died. Now its too late unless by some slim chance it comes back up.

Sorry to bleed all over your poem, but it's the only page that came up.

I will miss some of you, and think about some you in other ways,

Bye,
Dovina
on leaning back to far by celticskatermatt1 25 Nov 2004, 10:18 PM
Too vague and too misspelled.
on Bitches by blackdeathangel6 25 Nov 2004, 10:16 PM
Funny. bitching about people who bitch.
on Love Bruises by Jezabele-In-Hell 25 Nov 2004, 10:14 PM
I don't think it's good either. Too plain. And doesn't make sense that you want the bruises to remain. Sorry