|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Rula Shin on 04/21/04 at 08:16 PM|
Hmmm...I'm wondering as to why Mike feels this is about smell associations...personally I'm dying to know what it is that once stifled the flame of the chinese lantern....very intruiging write Ginette!
|Posted by Ashok Sharda on 04/22/04 at 04:51 PM|
Well, you expressed the brutal ride without expressing the brutal ride.The glowing chinese lantern isn't choking for air since you have resolved to 'channel it down some other river'.The only course for a meaningful LIVING. Rather LIVING.
|Posted by JD Clay on 04/23/04 at 02:58 AM|
This is a blissful poem in the sense of finding ones comfort zone without the confines of mindfulness. I detect a certain acumen of surrender in the underpinnings of this fine piece. Good stuff, Ginette.
|Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 04/25/04 at 04:14 PM|
i see this as finding another vent for your feelings... well conveyed in a short perfect piece with nice images to boot... blessings...