| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 01/20/07 at 10:42 PM I think soup and wind explain about half the emotions in life. Love this aroma from you kitchen. Thanks. |
| Posted by Soulo Jacob Bourgeau on 01/20/07 at 11:50 PM 'sullen sea' and 'chased a windburn west' are great lines. Isn't seafood bisque the soup that got George Castanza in trouble? I digress. |
| Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 01/21/07 at 04:56 AM Now I'm hungry for soup.... |
| Posted by Rachelle Howe on 01/24/07 at 10:50 PM *cackle* nice. tsk. now, what were the ingredients, eh? |
| Posted by Kyle Anne Kish on 01/25/07 at 04:33 PM "... The sullen sea put on An arctic face that stole My disposition And my favorite hat ... " Yes! That is definitely good soup! I tip my hat to you. :) |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/26/07 at 07:07 PM A vocation affirming epiphany and breath of fresh air in more ways than one! |
| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 01/26/07 at 08:26 PM I love the idea that the sea is your big soup bowl, and it just begs for your best ingredients-- for this meal-- your disposition and your hat... I'd say you were dispossesed by a brisk (no I mean bisque!) wind and you forced to throw in yout hat. |
| Posted by Alisa Js on 01/27/07 at 02:47 AM what a great metaphor for living life!!!! Indeed!!! |
| Posted by Mara Meade on 01/31/07 at 08:51 PM Good Soup indeed! You can paint such epic pieces in so few words. Of course, there's almost always that Jadi twist on the end... your signature/style. Okay, and signature. Heh. |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 02/25/07 at 11:41 PM Such a incredible scene. The "sullen sea" - nice to give the sea an emotion like that, because it gives the rest of the poem the tone that sets the stage. Still not getting me out on the ocean in a boat.
~Chelle~ |
| Posted by Kalikala Smith on 03/29/07 at 03:39 AM ahehe, soup. that's great. |
| Posted by Anita Mac on 04/14/07 at 04:37 AM My eyes couldn't help but linger on this one. Rather enjoyed it. |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 08/16/07 at 04:34 AM I can see the hat in that seasoup. I was going to say at least you didn't lose your head, but the sea got your head too as proven with your well-conceived poem. Reminds me of wintry days on Galveston island and the way the winds penetrated the coat and the pysche. |
| Posted by Brian Francis on 12/23/07 at 01:52 PM I love the flavor of this piece. Great write. --bf |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 01/13/08 at 12:30 AM The wind blows cold on a hungry soul. Lets hope the wind wears your hat with the respect due a wordsmith of your stature. :) |
