| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 12/15/03 at 04:20 AM This brings forth many images and possible scenarios. One I think of is something a friend of mine told me, I don't know how true it is, but he said that Buddhists believe that the soul lingers in the body after the heart stops beating, so they stay with it and honor it, eventually ushering the soul to its better place. In all fairness to my Buddhist Brothers and Sisters, I am sure this interpretation is enhanced by my own imagination. Anyway, thanks for urging my imagination in unexpected directions, Max. |
| Posted by Scott Cadence on 12/15/03 at 07:06 AM I love this concept... leave it to Max to make me love something. :) |
| Posted by Mara Meade on 12/15/03 at 06:51 PM Oh my... right to the heart of it again. I would think that one of the saddest things in this world is that we would not bear some sort of fruit. There is a place for all of us, even amongst the refuse, if we understand our own nature. |
| Posted by Kristine Briese on 12/15/03 at 06:52 PM Very visual piece. Beautifully done. |
| Posted by David R Spellman on 12/15/03 at 09:24 PM A sad reflection and commentary of the times that is heartbreaking in itself. Powerful stuff! |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 12/16/03 at 12:26 AM My mind went to abortions immediately. Don't know if that is what you had in mind. Poignant from whatever perspective of those who did not make it. Strong symbolism in the last two lines. |
| Posted by Rachelle Howe on 12/16/03 at 01:44 AM ouch. nice. damn, max, you've outdone yourself. |
| Posted by Lindsay Sanders on 12/16/03 at 01:50 AM this is so beautifully written. the imagery captivated me from the begining. an amazing piece. |
| Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 12/16/03 at 03:41 AM this made my stomach churn... my heart tear... my eyes mist... incredibly deep and meaningful sadness is what i find in this latest from the greatest... brilliant, as usual... blessings... |
| Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 12/16/03 at 03:42 AM by the way (and i have to admit this), my first thought was abortion, like Quentin... i just didn't have the guts to say it, so i tried cryptically... after seeing his comment, i had to tell... you are a genius... |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 12/16/03 at 12:23 PM a powerful irony you have served up here Max. |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 12/16/03 at 06:27 PM 'could have been” souls', well, I like this concept. I do believe that its not freely available. One needs to consciously work hard to attain one. And in the absence of a 'soul' they 'become the seeds of fruit trees
that bare no fruit'. Sorry Max for giving this yet another dimension.
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| Posted by Ginette T Belle on 12/16/03 at 09:07 PM the underlying hopelessness strikes me...was that your intention? powerful nonetheless... |
| Posted by JD Clay on 12/18/03 at 04:53 AM You have fashioned a dramatic piece by any name but the one you have chosen seems perfectly tailored. A profound statement itself, Max, a piece of which lives on in all of us.
Pe4ce... |
| Posted by Quinlan L Gibson on 12/18/03 at 10:45 PM oh max, this is such a deeply grabbing piece. You've placed each piece perfectly in it. |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 01/04/04 at 03:01 AM Hmmmmmm. My own humble experience is that those trees DO bear fruit.
Very well written! |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 01/04/04 at 03:03 AM I guess I should add that the fruit isn't tasty. |
