Excellent combination of storybook fantasy and logical reality to deliver your own perspective. I love the construction/syntax from start to finish; original and thought provoking. Don't think I'll ever see Alce In Wonderland the same way again.

oh my gosh, ruli *smile*, if we were in the same room, i'd kiss you... i love alice poems, i love alice... and you have spouted a wonderland poem like no other i have read... your analogies to "real" life in dreamland are poignant, numbing and revealing... i truly and absolutely LOVE this poem... my POTD pick for the week... "twas brillig and the slithy toves"... you've "gired and gimbled in the wabe"... lovely and thought provoking indeed... blessings...

the images that shine in each stanza are surprisng and apt and delicious. " love’s / textured ghosts expand for miles " indeed.

I love the way it reads, shapes, and opens up. I need to read this a few more times I think, and then maybe I'll be more qualified to comment!

i love the way you rolled out this tale/tail. great flow, and just loved the imagery, too, but especially but his tea’s taste is kindly, and sugars sweet on honeyed lips now bind with nature’s friction like backwards magnets, poles sticking, defying nature, and love’s textured ghosts expand for miles as wide as centuries lived in this very moment ....which is by the way, a stunning stanza...your version of this tale is amusing, original and profound

for once i am speechless! i think is one of your best yet...wow..

wow, perfect imagery! i love this, amazing work

Neat poem and fun subject Rula!

::gleefully clapping::... a most awesome POTD... yes, yes, yes!!!... off to dance in wonderland... blessings!!!

Wow, this is as trippy as Lewis. Way to go on the POTD. :)

‘Associations aside’……wandering into the ‘wonderlands of ‘flights of whim’, incredible, irrepressible, where neither there exists ‘here’ nor ‘there’. Neither ‘now’ nor ‘then’. It’s just this wonderland, Alice encounters in her adventure, you seem to be identifying your own wonderland with, experiencing a world ‘timeless’ and ‘unchained’, presenting a world you experienced while dreaming, as one dreams reality, as Alice witnessed this timeless wonderland. Transcending the boundaries of this four dimensional world of space and time and of the preconceived notioned mind, you ‘think in tall then small, as Alice was that timeless day’. Yes, like Alice, in the situation she is, you too do not seem to be accepting the so called realities as it seem to appear bounded by space time syndrome. Alice is subject to a situation but not just a passive receiver. She remains ‘active’, a ‘force’ which may help cause desired change. You have picked up the scene and so appropriately from Alice in wonderland to suit and reflect your perception of this paradoxical reality and your subsequent realization of your own fault of trying to bound the unbound and interpret the relative realities relatively in the back drop of the known and the known data’s. The smile which is there but not; the relativity of the notion so relatively relative; and yes, the reference to ‘hatters lap’ is so meaningfully beautiful, like a place , a layer of awareness, one can SEE transcending the observers conditioned mind SEEING without seeing like cats lingering smile, who is not there, like ‘backwards magnet, poles sticking, defying nature’ You seem to be questioning the very nature of the very Nature? What is real? The nature which is so conditioned, bound by external or the nature defying the nature? You seem to realize this when you reinterpret ( deinterpret) your conditioned realization and expand like ‘and love’s textured ghosts …. For miles as wide as centuries lived in this very moment’. Yes, when you defy the very concept of the time, virtually STOPPING, ‘expanding your own perception.’ ‘Oh how the tale goes when I ache to stay! but follow the white tail to finish I must,’ yes, having come this far, having seen the real nature of the Nature, having witnessed the up side down reality, having sat in the godless hatters lap, tasted his tea and having experienced the ‘love’s textured ghosts expand for miles as wide as centuries lived in this very moment’ there’s no going back. There’s no going back to the old realities. The tale/tail must be followed to the end, to its logical conclusion. Having experienced this new found reality in the Alice’s wonderland, your world shall never remain the same. You seem overwhelmed by this dream more real than the reality, this new found wonderland of yours, which you lose your control in your helplessness- ‘so my helpless flood engulfs this dream…’ Incidentally, I see a subtle erotic scene so thickly merged into this metaphysical scene. Needless to say that I like this piece of your, immensely and I am adding this in the list of my all time favorites.

Oh! I did not know this was POTD. I was, actually, about to suggest this. In any case, congratulations, though belated.