I suppose that back in Merry Old England, you have never seen hot pink evenings, morning yellow murk, or orange nighttime ridges of the San Gabriels during a summer firestorm. Itâs the way of things here, like the rising of the Thames after heavy rain, or the bloody sun rising over a Mississippi morning. Unsophisticated? Yes, itâs why we left.
on looking for by Phalkon
24 Feb 2007, 10:26 AM
pointlessness, writer's block, man-as-machine - dismal topics overdone.
on Mexican Monday by A_Dark_Calm
20 Feb 2007, 3:47 PM
Ah, the insensitivity of lovers to the intricacy of words, to the seemingly unwitting lush outsiders feel, to the goddess whims of the neglected, or angelic twitters of the left. To be in love is a splendid thing, far better than poetry or idle chat. Best wishes.
replying on Why Iâm Homeless by Dovina
19 Feb 2007, 9:02 PM
To see someone and picture what he thinks. That's all.
on Journey by madamefrufru
18 Feb 2007, 4:12 PM
You might try commenting on more than one poem before posting another. This one is particularly lacking in particulars.
on Working Title by MacFrantic
18 Feb 2007, 4:06 PM
I don't get it, as if it's to somebody in particular who knows the context. Maybe if you say what the working title is.
replying on Les Imagistes by Nicholas Jones
18 Feb 2007, 4:02 PM
What good is an arm to me? Amputated, packaged and mailed, Iâd have a disposal problem, and the garbageman might ask questions. Nevertheless, I can produce a duck as you describe and will do so upon receipt of the arm. BTW, is it a hairy arm?
I can't imagine him as Paul Bunyan just because he swings a pick, handles a shovel, and pushes a wheelbarrow. And nothing is said about the size of his "member." Her finger is tiny compared to his. Maybe I do need to clarify, since several people are misinterpreting - some of course for their own reasons.
on a self-conscious lack of denial by nentwined
16 Feb 2007, 9:39 AM
A couple of wines and all is fine.
on Plurals by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
16 Feb 2007, 9:27 AM
The plural of â-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.â is â-=Darkies_Angel=-, Private In flagrante delicto.â
on Friday's Monday's June by Enkidu
15 Feb 2007, 7:16 AM
Friday's Monday's June takes a while to parse and makes a riddle out of it. The rest is quite nice in its obscurity.
on Complaints by jessicazee
15 Feb 2007, 7:10 AM
These sound like happy complaints of two who have worked hard and have some minor pains. That's just an impression though, because it isn't very clear. If "hot cocoa stains" are sweaty dirt on shirt, then good description.
on Topography by MacFrantic
14 Feb 2007, 9:39 AM
"Beauty belongs in the distraction" Nice line.
on Yet more woe by Stephen Robins
14 Feb 2007, 9:36 AM
Nothing compounds the shame of having erupted from ordinary gay teacherhood into temporary statutory rape more than the condescending cooing of a delightfully plump cockney poeme. As you lick your fingers, a poor man on his way to an important assignation, you must find a way of cleansing your trousers whilst bewailing lack of moral rectitude and vowing never again to take the short cut through shambles where the temptation of speedy relief from a brazen young wench is all too enticing. 10 (parody? - yes)
on To my Valentine by Lola
14 Feb 2007, 9:17 AM
Very touching, you two, but hardly of general interest. Enjoy your love.
on The Medium of Dunce by Ranger
12 Feb 2007, 6:18 PM
I stumbled over the âNotâ in line 4. Omitting it makes a better read for me, but you probably have something else in mind, perhaps that she doesnât understand the visions in the glass, but can only speak them. Also, the semicolons distract, and would better become commas for this reader. I love line 2 = 8. Well crafted.
Itâs the differing attitudes toward normal workings of nature thatâs the thing I was struck with, and wanted to convey. Many a negro maid in the South would understand if she moved to California and witnessed a firestorm; as might a borrow boy from California, awaking for the first time in Mississippi.