| Posted by Rula Shin on 09/02/04 at 08:02 PM Reading this I found myself upside down and backwards, imploding with gentle ease as your imagery toppled my ‘rational’ senses, “fluffy white skies…clear blue cloud” – a clever opening to this puzzle ‘intestate’. Yet here it lies secured by the eyes of your reader, alive and well! Ha! Makes me think of the irony of so called failures when never was an intentional attempt made. This piece evoked a 'sense' in me, undefinable, like poetry digested…one whole swallowed intentionally to form the pieces, planned disintegration leading to the true will. Missed opportunities fare well compared to missed ‘dead’lines, knowing only then that “I wish…I will!” is not enough to deliver any miracle to its appropriate destination, not when evening employs and pays well its “machinery” to “grind…into life yawning vague acknowledgement” – I feel this piece of yours is quite meaningful, symbolic, a plea for answers, a sarcastic smile, revenge splattered sweetly upon a white page. I don’t know what your thoughts were behind this but only know what I FELT and SAW when I read it…and here I wrote it for better or worse. Actually, I’m quite impressed with the unending queries and statements this poem pulled from my mind. This is not just any ‘mess’, it’s an intentional one and as such I like it immensely. Great job Laura :-) |
