on some deleted poem
16 Aug 2002, 10:52 AM
i like the analogy: the map, the grandfather. the image is a snapshot of a memory, nostalgic with not a trace of saccharine. nice job.
on some deleted poem
16 Aug 2002, 11:22 AM
hey funk, take a look around. this is a criticism site. express YOUR OWN opinion. don't speak for others. that is all.
on some deleted poem
16 Aug 2002, 12:06 PM
tiny?!? obviously you haven't been bung-surfing since i got ahold of sassy scotty.
on some deleted poem
15 Aug 2002, 7:20 PM
well, i had to please, after i so sorely let you down with my non-specifically shaped letters poem. sorry to use the shrine of the holy dick of jesu as a forum, -=Dark_Angel=-. may jesu save us all.
on The Messenger (The Unreplaceable And Greatly Missed Mr. Mercury) by anagram
16 Aug 2002, 7:54 PM
i always loved freddie too. miss his voice.
on The Messenger (The Unreplaceable And Greatly Missed Mr. Mercury) by anagram
16 Aug 2002, 9:11 PM
ogle ogle ogle ogle. oops. sorry. got stuck there for a minute. hey p&k, for one who claims they can't follow me, you and i sure do find each other often enough. maybe doylum was right, and i am having a tryst. maybe it's with you...
on some deleted poem
16 Aug 2002, 12:11 PM
you may be a charlatan and a hack, but yer still 'someone special', like a sock with a hole in it that has roses for eye, and drinks too much merlot in the wee hours...hey, pass the bottle, hackmaster
on The Ballet Studio by Corey McHattan
16 Aug 2002, 6:24 AM
oh. oh. i like the way this poem mixes sugar and spice and crawling skin. very uncomfortable.
on some deleted poem
16 Aug 2002, 11:01 AM
the wheels pound-pounding, common time: i like the way you both allude to AND set the rhythm of this pice in motion in the first stanza. i feel it in my eardrums, me like a peeping tom stowed away in the back seat, following you on this journey. thanks for taking me along.
on some deleted poem
15 Aug 2002, 7:09 PM
if you insist, songster: 1) it communicates an idea in a novel way 2) it uses an accepted form (concrete: A Concrete poem is a conglomeration of words (sometimes one word repeated over and over) whose overall shape is a key to the concept it presents. There are no truly agreed-upon conventions, but a natural elegance of arrangement is often striven for.) and 3) because the author calls it one.
fun with shapes!!! fun with shapes!!! it's not meant to be serious, except maybe to seriously stir things up. shape poems remind me of making paperchains with construction paper--just don't eat too much paste. so, it's a silly shape, with a little naughtiness thrown in for good measure. it's been a while, so a body gets to thinking...musical instruments notwithstanding. man, i'm almost sorry i started this. almost. all in good fun, lads. and i hardly consider myself a 'mature poet'. by the variety of stuff i am posting here one might postulate that i am experimenting. you see, when you are a -=Dark_ master, you don't have to stick to form; you can break it to make your point. and what a fine upright point has been made there. nice and thick. i'm sure p&k is all-over jealous: a triangle, and now a violin for me, and, for the master, a sturdy flesh obelisk. "ce n'est pas une pipe." go team!
no, i think it was Frass who referred to the "the 'mature' poets and phlegm hockers" , and i figured he was drawing a line between us. i don't recall any phlegm poems from you, (which seems a shame), although he has praised what i have posted on the site. (he even called 'white harvest' dickensian, of which you surely were aware when you titled your 'piece.') glad i have fans. that's not why i do it. the mishapen business--the way you trailed it off at the end... i did not think you were mocking me; i thought you were tongue-in-cheeking the form.
on some deleted poem
15 Aug 2002, 7:10 PM
again, with the putting words in my mouth. doylum, you're jealous aren't you?
on some deleted poem
16 Aug 2002, 11:46 AM
the minions have spoken!!! AINSI SOIT IL!