| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 08/15/06 at 02:34 AM Hi Chris. This is a terrific slice. Innocence gone, blown away by the four winds of change. We are left, wishing for one more still day. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 08/15/06 at 03:24 AM A fine work - bringing in Dian Fossey was brilliant - very real, perfect example of the difference in spelling and meaning of gorilla-guerilla... |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 08/16/06 at 01:58 AM Indeed, depends on which side one is on! Insightful, frankly I think I'd rather face a gorilla than guerilla! Religion per se can justify anything it appears. Salvation thru God's Son brings about a relationship in which hatred has no place. Lots to think about in this succinct but powerful poem. |
| Posted by Maria Terezia Ferencz on 08/16/06 at 09:48 PM "Now that I’m older and know better
think I’d rather be in the company of that variety of ape
incapable of understanding religion
or how to twist it into a tool of destruction"
Great write...so much for evolution eh? |
| Posted by Maureen Glaude on 08/16/06 at 11:42 PM I used to get those guerillas and gorillas mixed up too, and obviously so did others. The poem stirs memories of our innocence in that way I think. And succeeds in making its point. Well done. |
| Posted by Christel Crews on 08/17/06 at 01:40 AM such an interesting piece! well written and a great perspective.. i think i'll join you as you spend your time with the gorillas :) |
| Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 08/18/06 at 04:02 PM this is just absolutely tragic. and i love it! here are my thoughts as i read your poem: i remember, as a small child, seeing the horrors of vietnam. we try to hold on to that delicate innocence our ourselves, as children, or we try to protect our children from that same loss, but the painful reality is still there....i like the way you framed this story. as a reader, i was captivated. evocative, thought-provoking. passionate! PK |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 08/19/06 at 05:25 PM Wonderful social, political, and humanitarian commentary. Sometimes in our innocence we appear to understand more than our parents think we do. Somehow I knew Dian Fossey would be mentioned and I'm glad you did.
~Chelle~ |
| Posted by Peter Humphreys on 08/19/06 at 09:34 PM Having had too many close encounters with guerillas and their atrocities in the North of Ireland and elsewhere, I still live in hope that the mist that protects these people in communities will lift and let the sun back in. On the other hand, it would be good for the real gorillas to be left to live in peace too. Well done again, Chris. |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 08/20/06 at 01:34 PM I, too - had these same thoughts as a child. and now as an adult. Oh, the difference -the difference -the difference -the difference.
It can be seen and felt in their eyes, each. —Jill |
| Posted by Vere Mantratriad on 08/21/06 at 01:35 PM Great write... and I'm in love with your title. Madly in love with it. |
