on i saw by comdot
19 Sep 2002, 10:52 AM
and in doing so, destroy it...acony bell
on On waiting to pick up my lover on Friday by bigbigdog
20 Sep 2002, 10:56 AM
bigbigidiot, just go away, k?
on untitled by ThreeFourSix
23 Sep 2002, 3:05 PM
trippity-quick words, like the beginning of it all. when the need is sated, what will there be left but the deed? proceed with caution, but proceed.
on Universal Musings by blu143
23 Sep 2002, 3:07 PM
future past presents itself in feeble mind...try, but not so hard. let it be you instead.
on some deleted poem
23 Sep 2002, 3:15 PM
truth and wisdom, are they ever friends, mrs.g? mean and spare, truth can be. wisdom is open and bleached dry as bones, but life springs from listeing at her spring. (roses like a deep slow watering, late at night. don't wet their leves or they rot, at least here in the northeast) z
on some deleted poem
23 Sep 2002, 3:18 PM
And he throbs, and realizes he is thinking of you...
on Night Photograph by jess33
23 Sep 2002, 11:36 AM
sometimes what is captured on film is so much emptier though. and the inherent sadness of that can be...devastating...
on Bitter as Wormwood by vulcan
23 Sep 2002, 12:23 PM
the connexion between trampled stolen roses and hearts and tombstones intrigues me, but i want more development
on yellow afterthoughts by royalflesh
23 Sep 2002, 12:27 PM
i had a bag full of their broken teeth. i made a magic necklace from them. when the moon is blue, is naked time and dancing is sweetest, and mud is the only covering permittes us. and mariglds. lovely, lovely marigolds.
on BoatFuckerPoetandKnowit by bigbigdog
20 Sep 2002, 11:02 AM
wow. you really have no shame, no brain.
on Father worked Nights, Thats why I am fucked up by bigbigdog
20 Sep 2002, 11:08 AM
you are one stupid fuck, bigbigdog. i don't know where you come from, but why don't you go back there? not only was it a crime to steal ogden nash's words, it is also a crime to steal p&k's. and now it's personal, 'cause you're fucking with a friend. if your goal is to get as much hate mail as possible in one afternoon, hey man, you've got a great start. fuck off, loser.
on some deleted poem
19 Sep 2002, 10:22 AM
what, is there some anonymous ranker out there giving 10's to shite? or are people doing it themselves? i mean, damn, there is some good stuff on here, but this sure as hell ain't it
on some deleted poem
19 Sep 2002, 11:01 AM
putting horses and men on the same line puts them in the same context, mrs.g. ergo, (just as big) seemsboastful and unnecessary. wretched regret, or is it regurgitated? room/womb...are you with child here, and is that why it is retched instead of wretched? or both at the same time? again, a spoken piece...would work on so many levels if heard instead of read...but the escapism at the last doesn't jibe with the title? where are your thoughts? all at once?
on some deleted poem
19 Sep 2002, 7:55 AM
christof--drop some of the articles--stars are out tonight/cars are distant/silence is the only sound--
also, last stanza--too wordy, and don't need the rhyme, perhaps? maybe: don't ask me to explain this love/accept its blessings, silent mystery...
also, last stanza--too wordy, and don't need the rhyme, perhaps? maybe: don't ask me to explain this love/accept its blessings, silent mystery...
on some deleted poem
19 Sep 2002, 8:11 AM
i agree with mrs.g. i'm awash in the imagery, but it's a tsunami. break it down into manageable bites; there's no story here to carry me in its current, just wave upon wave upon wave of embroicered finery. balance. seek a balance.
on Glassblowers by Christof
19 Sep 2002, 8:30 AM
do you need the first line? i son't think so...
on Trespasser at the Men's Bathing Pond by Christof
23 Sep 2002, 12:11 PM
i'd like it better if s1 ended 'only a ripple' repeating from the line above--a sort of reinforcement of incredulity. ripples can effect untold change, when time and circumstance align just so
on Here In The Heart of Amber by Lenore
23 Sep 2002, 12:30 PM
you have inspired me. i thank you.