Re: Cockroaches by Jill Stockinger |
Dovina 127.0.0.1 |
29-Dec-20/1:57 PM |
I imagine this being about poems that write, usually after considerable wine, and read the next day before they have escaped to somewhere, and they are like cockroaches--slimy infectious creatures. I keep them though, tuck them away for they are part of me, and in the right light and the right revision might become. Become what? Nothing probably, but who knows.
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Re: Aztec Priest by Jill Stockinger |
Dovina 127.0.0.1 |
29-Dec-20/2:00 PM |
Your love is something I do not want. Take him. Do what you want. But this sounds codependent and mutually destructive. Nevertheless, you've said it well.
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Re: Missing by Jill Stockinger |
Dovina 127.0.0.1 |
29-Dec-20/2:03 PM |
For all the comments you have left here in the past few days, most of them finding some good, refusing to inflict a harsh remark, I wish you finding stars in dark skies, finding love that holds, and find the "you" you are looking for.
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Re: the product of repetition by nentwined |
Dovina 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 |
29-Dec-20/2:11 PM |
Judging from link link in your comment, I think that repetition in your poem refers to musical repetition. Otherwise, I would be drawn to assembly lines or women who don't listen and simply repeat themselves. And what is the product of the musical repetition? You don't say.
Frost says, "and many miles before I sleep"
"and many miles before I sleep"
and that works for me.
It changes the doer, revises his attitude.
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Re: Refulgent by INTRANSIT |
Jill Stockinger 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 |
29-Dec-20/4:04 PM |
Lovely use of the word hangles (to hang from a hook...)
I would remove the comma between lighthouse and clutching- no comma needed. Beautiful poem. Really well done.
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Re: Table for 1 by INTRANSIT |
Jill Stockinger 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 |
29-Dec-20/4:06 PM |
Evocative. Loneliness saturates the poem.
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Re: This morning by INTRANSIT |
Jill Stockinger 127.0.0.1 |
29-Dec-20/4:06 PM |
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Re: 6.387 seconds by INTRANSIT |
Jill Stockinger 127.0.0.1 |
29-Dec-20/4:08 PM |
I think the rocketship Almost took off but failed. Liked the concrete imagery.
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Re: Safe haven by INTRANSIT |
Jill Stockinger 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 |
29-Dec-20/4:11 PM |
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Re: of people and places (final cut)I by INTRANSIT |
Jill Stockinger 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 |
29-Dec-20/4:14 PM |
its- no apostrophe in this case.
In the first stanza, I'd recommend dropping all the periods except for the last one in that stanza.
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Re: the product of repetition by nentwined |
Jill Stockinger 127.0.0.1 |
29-Dec-20/4:22 PM |
Cutesy. I see this poem as "a product of repetition".
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Re: Poemranker is Back! by Dovina |
Engelbert Humpalot 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 |
31-Dec-20/11:22 AM |
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Re: The Symbol by Dovina |
Engelbert Humpalot 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 |
31-Dec-20/11:23 AM |
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Re: Street Preacher by Dovina |
Engelbert Humpalot 127.0.0.1 |
31-Dec-20/11:24 AM |
Dreary piffle. I could shit a better poem.
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Re: Waking Up by Edna Sweetlove |
Engelbert Humpalot 127.0.0.1 |
31-Dec-20/11:26 AM |
A work of great genius! I have often shat on a bedmate in my excitement on discovering they had 2 anuses.
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Re: A call to arms by INTRANSIT |
Jill Stockinger 127.0.0.1 |
1-Jan-21/10:54 AM |
you meant: make them ask why (typo on them)
Silly!
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Re: What the runes said by INTRANSIT |
Jill Stockinger 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 |
1-Jan-21/10:59 AM |
a few spelling errors, all minor: handful, rescind, water's
I have a poem that happens to use some of the same imagery of the rocks! Kind of neat! I will post it. It is titled Gathering Stones. Please do look at it!
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Re: The Eskimo and the fish by INTRANSIT |
Jill Stockinger 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 |
1-Jan-21/11:37 AM |
one small spelling error: briefly
Like the connection between auger (to drill the hole into the ice so he can fish, and the idea of AUGUR, soothsaying, and omens.
Love how you show the Inuit in 2 worlds at once, the world of spirit and augury, and the physical world, and the connection between the 2. Suggest changing the title to The Inuit and the fish! Favorite lines: whiteness of time (double meaning); GREAT line: "small of fish bruised and burled. Love the last line with its double meaning: "who expect nothing more." Well done.
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Re: Saline drip to the eye by INTRANSIT |
Jill Stockinger 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 |
1-Jan-21/11:38 AM |
Really liked the second stanza, relates so beautifully to the title, creates an amazing picture of the diseased eye.
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Re: Rewrite of a goof poem. by INTRANSIT |
Jill Stockinger 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 |
1-Jan-21/11:39 AM |
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