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Re: a comment on The Editor by Dovina Dovina 216.77.71.149 22-May-07/10:55 AM
I gave you an honest comment on you poem. There's no need to smash back at mine if you don't like it.
Re: a comment on The Happy Side of Misery by Dovina ALChemy 71.68.46.177 22-May-07/10:55 AM
Maniacally I twirl my mustache and laugh "Mmwahahah!".
Re: a comment on The Happy Side of Misery by Dovina Dovina 216.77.71.149 22-May-07/10:54 AM
Just might do that. Aparently it's not clear and needs superfluous language.
Re: a comment on The Happy Side of Misery by Dovina Dovina 216.77.71.149 22-May-07/10:51 AM
You're not the only one not getting it. See my comment to the others.
Re: a comment on The Happy Side of Misery by Dovina Dovina 216.77.71.149 22-May-07/10:50 AM
No, it deserves what you rank it. Forget the 0.
Re: a comment on The Happy Side of Misery by Dovina Dovina 216.77.71.149 22-May-07/10:50 AM
Only one stanza starts with "rebuke arose." Yes, I do switch to anthropromorphic thoughts about cows, and to abstract ideas, but that's what happens as working legs pull blood from the brain when cycling up a long steep hill. Thanks for commenting.
Re: a comment on The Happy Side of Misery by Dovina Dovina 216.77.71.149 22-May-07/10:46 AM
The ether out of which a rebuke arose is reaction to those bovine eyes - cows, you know - staring, wondering at audacity of the passing beast - me. Thus the cyclist reacts by preaching to the bovine congregation for holding to supposed duties of their breed, fearing the flimsy fence. Alcohol numbs the mind as do hard working legs in the weariness of afternoon. I must try to make these things more understandable. Thanks for commenting.
Re: a comment on The Happy Side of Misery by Dovina richa 85.210.15.203 22-May-07/10:46 AM
This is terrible advice.
Re: The Editor by Dovina daniella 201.212.77.26 22-May-07/10:34 AM
you need an editor. and someone to let you on to the fact: you don't buy fruit from trees, known or otherwise... and lastly, as a poet you should know all trees... tsk tsk
Re: The Happy Side of Misery by Dovina daniella 201.212.77.26 22-May-07/10:30 AM
you get us about a quarter of the way there and we are begging for some chocolate milk served by kids on the side of the road. quaint and so pastoral
Re: The Happy Side of Misery by Dovina ALChemy 71.68.46.177 22-May-07/10:19 AM
Bovilexia (bo vil eks' e uh) - n. The uncontrollable urge to lean out the car window and yell "Moo!" every time you pass a cow. -from Richard Hall's Sniglets: Words that don't appear in the dictionary, but should.
Re: The Happy Side of Misery by Dovina ALChemy 71.68.46.177 22-May-07/9:54 AM
You over chisel your poems as much as Rockmage under chisels his rocks. I would suggest you pad you quatrains for aesthetics and imagery sake. Maybe make them all 6 lines each. Nothing wrong with indulging in superfluous language.
Re: a comment on My Soul Cries Out by amanda_dcosta amanda_dcosta 61.17.21.33 22-May-07/9:50 AM
Thanks Skamper; valuable comment.
Re: a comment on My Soul Cries Out by amanda_dcosta amanda_dcosta 61.17.21.33 22-May-07/9:49 AM
Sorry about that Paul, and thanks for the vote and comment. Have been kinda distracted and preoccupied lately. Its good to see that folks like you stick around making PR more cheerful.
Re: the magic rock by nypoet22 richa 81.178.221.67 22-May-07/9:36 AM
I like the final verse now.
Re: The Happy Side of Misery by Dovina amanda_dcosta 61.17.21.33 22-May-07/9:35 AM
Have to be honest with you. I don't get half of it. I get the first two verses, but then? It's very abstract to me... and perhaps needs a bit of explanation for a simple girl like me.
Re: The Happy Side of Misery by Dovina richa 81.178.221.67 22-May-07/9:23 AM
Rebuke arose! Rebuke arose!! like out of the ether or something. Jesus. What an appalling word choice. God knows how a cyclist is a preacher in a wandering soul or what the hell that vague utterance even means. Yet fear thepain of flimsy fence? Do you speak English? Supposed duties of your breed? Is this one of your crazy ideas again that means something to you because it doesn't to the reader. In the weariness of afternoon, as alcohol, so legs draw concentration. WTF. The rest is ok but prosaic.
Re: a comment on 1945 by nypoet22 richa 81.178.221.67 22-May-07/9:02 AM
from disease. And I rather thought it was about Eva Braun.
Re: the magic rock by nypoet22 some deleted user 64.140.228.194 22-May-07/8:59 AM
good work. I like anything that bashes Bush--especially when it's done as well as this.
Re: a comment on 1945 by nypoet22 richa 81.178.221.67 22-May-07/8:57 AM
How about: five years not dead of disease she dies on the sixth and then they make peace and isn't it ironic.


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