|Member Comments on this Poem
|Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 05/01/07 at 03:39 AM
Yeah, I'd definitely say you're getting some good material out of the experience. Fantastic read.
|Posted by Michael Faraday on 05/02/07 at 04:59 AM
I concur. Great read! m
|Posted by Rhiannon Jones on 05/02/07 at 09:22 PM
Oh, this read was a tangible experience. Wonderful!
|Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 05/04/07 at 10:04 AM
your language and rhythms have an intrigue and a mystery about them. they are not your run of the mill. they are seemingly hewn of a great chunks of the imagination and its willingness to take part, participatory to this wonderful dance which you dance with nature. and nature has never had a better dancing partner.
|Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 05/04/07 at 03:00 PM
There is beauty and awe in your words as you weave such visual vocabulary into this landscape. It is lush, clever and unique in style. Exotic. smh
|Posted by Paul Lastovica on 05/04/07 at 08:59 PM
I can not only imagine the scene, I can also picture you walking about with a note-pad; jotting down the name of, or sketching the likeness of a particular plant or animal that catches your eye for future reference. I picture you as the hunter-gatherer of information prior to penning this master-work. Marvelous! =)
|Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 05/04/07 at 10:46 PM
I'm with Paul. This is most excellent!
|Posted by Katerina T Nix on 05/05/07 at 11:32 AM
"by river loud in loud wind creaking
rare simultaneously swooning
bamboo by muskwood's dense
widely spreading crown
arches shadows over orchid
and fern nested in trumpet-wood"
I really love this stanza.
Such beautiful words, Kathleen. Well done. -Kat oxo
|Posted by Tony Whitaker on 05/07/07 at 09:20 AM
I love the islands of the Carribean and I was visualizing my own lush experiences as you wrote in exquisite detail the smiles of the bromelaids and the orchisd that hide amonf the crooks of the trees or on the floor among the leaves. I once had a side orchid business just for their beauty more than profit and this reminded me of how much I miss them all. Alas, I had to seel them since we are moving to Sitzerland... Beautiful Kathleen...again!!!
|Posted by Shirin Swift on 05/08/07 at 01:13 AM
A gorgeous, luscious & engulfing read, tracing clues to the universe; and I can definitely feel tropical blossoms under my feet in this one!
|Posted by Sarah Graves on 05/08/07 at 03:12 AM
Kathleen, what a delight this was to read. You really bring the reader into your world, as a visitor of course. Since I can only visit your conveyance of what you your eyes see. The first stanza brings me into how you feel about the awe of what you're writing about, that the "exoticism of nouns," is how you must reach. And let me tell you, you have reached it...
|Posted by Ken Harnisch on 05/12/07 at 07:42 AM