Re: a comment on My Wife by Dovina	29-Dec-04/7:15 PM
Thanks.
Re: Fear by auscot	29-Dec-04/2:11 PM
I'm surprised you didn't get more comments and votes. The only detraction I see is the grave of fear in the mind. Grave implies death of fear, but the rest of the poem talks of a fight with it and then again at the end, putting it in the grave. But fear is never completely dead. A good poem overall.
Re: Jealous over a maybe by thepinkbunnyofdoom	29-Dec-04/11:12 AM
Lost her eh? Too smooth and stylish maybe. Couldn't prove it by the way you spelled smooth, what's and you're.
Re: a comment on Distance by Lifeboatman	29-Dec-04/10:38 AM
Yes, Verse 2 especially escapes me.
Re: a comment on Math Poem 2 by Dovina	29-Dec-04/10:29 AM
I would like to see that poem.
Re: Christmas Break by Plaidypus	28-Dec-04/6:01 PM
What does the last part of the poem, good as it is, have to do with the first verse?
Re: My brain’s dialogue by kawakurdi	28-Dec-04/5:57 PM
Do you think the orgasnic matter in your head is you, or are you a being separate from that matter? Something more lasting?
Re: Portables by Shardik	28-Dec-04/5:54 PM
Probably some bonsai and orchads too. Probably third generation American.
Re: a comment on Betwixt and In Between by dougsoderstrom	28-Dec-04/3:00 PM
I like the Taoist idea of becoming like water in a brook that flows conformingly around the rocks in its path, sculpting them slowly, almost imperceptively over a long time.
Re: Distance by Lifeboatman	28-Dec-04/2:37 PM
Too vague
Re: Acrostic Terza Rima by Bhaskaryya	27-Dec-04/2:47 PM
Not a bad love poem for an acrostic, hard to do and have it say anything.
Re: Oh well, shit happens by sir_heff	27-Dec-04/2:40 PM
You still like "un-bias"???? It's worth more than 0, but give up on becoming her god of gods. I wouldn't wish that on any man.
Re: Transition by Miggy	27-Dec-04/2:37 PM
Better grammar would help I think, even for a song. This is not simply a matter of an old prude telling a young songwriter about grammatical orderliness, it is a matter of clarity.
Re: Firedell by Spindle	27-Dec-04/2:31 PM
Pleasant dreams.
Re: Go by darylchew	27-Dec-04/2:30 PM
It's down rthe hall on the left, and if occupied, there's an oleandar bush just outside. I do like the "halo beneath my feet."
Re: a comment on Math Poem by Dovina	25-Dec-04/12:20 PM
You are released to Doom3. Please, sometime, look at Math Poem 2. I think it’s an improvement. Merry Christmas.
Re: a comment on Math Poem by Dovina	25-Dec-04/11:45 AM
The use of logic does not forbid the use of emotion or romantics. I never said it does. Romanticism and logic fit nicely together in many poems. But many other poems lack logic in their romanticism, and they too can be good poems. My I cite a favorite of mine by our departed Shuushin: Holding On by Shuushin She would act too eager to please, prone to furtive backward glances as we were never quite at ease. Secretive on past romances; something unsettled in her past, prone to furtive backward glances. I asked her once what spell was cast, lost deep in thought she closed wet eyes; something unsettled in her past. “I hope” said she “you realize how difficult this is for me” - lost deep in thought she closed wet eyes. She clasped her hands as if in plea then simply looked away again - how difficult this is for me. And so, up to the very end she would act too eager to please; her heart had never time to mend as we were never quite at ease.
Re: a comment on Math Poem by Dovina	25-Dec-04/11:44 AM
The use of logic does not forbid the use of emotion or romantics. I never said it does. Romanticism and logic fit nicely together in many poems. But many other poems lack logic in their romanticism, and they too can be good poems. My I cite a favorite of mine by our departed Shuushin: Holding On by Shuushin She would act too eager to please, prone to furtive backward glances as we were never quite at ease. Secretive on past romances; something unsettled in her past, prone to furtive backward glances. I asked her once what spell was cast, lost deep in thought she closed wet eyes; something unsettled in her past. “I hope” said she “you realize how difficult this is for me” - lost deep in thought she closed wet eyes. She clasped her hands as if in plea then simply looked away again - how difficult this is for me. And so, up to the very end she would act too eager to please; her heart had never time to mend as we were never quite at ease.
Re: a comment on AL-NAAFIYSH by blacksoul	25-Dec-04/11:31 AM
I'm glad I asked instead of going off on some tangent of plagiarism as you saw happen on your other poem. None of us can know death, except those who claim to have returned. If your father anticipates it, may he do so without fear. Merry Christmas.
Re: AL-NAAFIYSH by blacksoul	25-Dec-04/10:56 AM
In putting a familiar saying with the name AL-NAAFIYSH, are you commenting on his life or his art? I don't know enough about him to say. I could comment on the saying, but you're getting at something here that I don't understand.