on Meta by nentwined
27 Aug 2002, 1:32 PM
delightfully convoluted, yet clear.
on Confessor's Nightcap by Limness
27 Aug 2002, 1:28 PM
so, what do you do for fun, other than lend an ear??
on Midnight at the pool by flatliner
27 Aug 2002, 1:27 PM
i love that dance! dance often, my friend!
on The Hand of God by Christof
27 Aug 2002, 8:29 AM
ironic, well done
on White Wasp Boy - La Senza Superhero by ==Doylum
27 Aug 2002, 6:17 AM
what a crafty game this is, D. makes me re-think the whole new-relationship business. i suppose we all do it, unless we're latched onto a looooong termer, as are some of my friends, who have chosen to keep their eyes shut, or at least averted, but, why do we expect what we expect in the first place? i catch myself doing it, always. sucks. now, on another note, 'lillies of the cubicle' ha! i like that best. nice one, h.
on Work by poetandknowit
27 Aug 2002, 6:00 AM
i aged while reading this. this poem has a keen edge.
on father Worked Nights by poetandknowit
27 Aug 2002, 5:57 AM
i like it p&k. very effective.
on Making Sense in Plain Living by Flaithri
26 Aug 2002, 7:27 AM
wow i am SO tired of seeing this poem crop up in the recent list, with a different user name each time.
s3 is about the shadows. perhaps 'let the sea soak the sorrow out' needs modification? in my head, the sea is staining the sand, and the shadows do the same, and they reach for each other, so the cold is in the shadow/shade of evening, swept out (pine/grass broom) to darken the skies? as the sea does the sand? but with fewer words
part the first: yes, and no. self-censorship? this is a hard battle; either way you lose. loose the parable on the gathered masses. if you feel arrogant writing it, then maybe it needs to be written in a different voice, froma different point of view? part the second: i took your advice re: the first 2 stanza, partially. i visciously slashed at the kernel that seeded this poem; it's a better swimmer without its old skin, methinks. and, part the third, since we seem to be the only ones alive tonight, either of you have any instant-grat criticism for me? i'd like to put this one to bed, and then to do the same for me. it's late here in the east.
on Chew your food! by <{Baba^Yaga}>
25 Aug 2002, 10:47 PM
if you simmered it after you boiled it down, baba, i could eat it without my toofeses in. i can never find those damn dentures, anyway. and you've made my favorite tonight, too. or is this the dinner you promised that little tart with the big texas dreams? mrs. g warned her about your allure; she heeded not a word of that oracular adviser. remus and romulus, prepare the bowl
on To Be Rich by Bakar
25 Aug 2002, 9:58 PM
well, p&k, yes.
on Our lord and saviour, the land of 60 million micks, as wonderful and noble as the pink empire. by ==Doylum
25 Aug 2002, 9:01 PM
ah, D. what can i say? the sentiment is genuine, and I can't help but join you in hoping my country gets a much-needed blessing or two. this little ditty, however, shows little craft. p&k seems to think you might be baiting me, calling this diatribe a limerick. while there is a cetain element of humor present, it doesn't please like a limerick is liable to. save your rants for the comment box. give us more HIGH ART when you submit a poem. when i read this, i feel so...unsatisfied.
on Three Daughters by <~>
24 Aug 2002, 5:16 PM
thank you. i did ask sincerely, and i tend to be unconstrained, mostly. i must sit with it more; there is something missing for me. i think you are right about 'what is going on'; i had an idea full formed when i wrote it, but i'm sure i didn't convey all the points i meant to. and now, back to our regularly scheduled programming....
on Three Daughters by <~>
24 Aug 2002, 4:50 PM
h-verklempt is good. re: TP--i'm a little jealous. have fun. frass: yes... mrs. god--i would be honored. just keep your neck away from the guillitine while reciting it...