|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by David Garner on 01/27/08 at 09:31 PM|
I love this. Her total inversion & Red fruited possibility are wondrous lines. This piece is beautiful. Like a mirage and a cactus. I understand it; I don't understand it. I'm pricked by it; I love its nectar.
|Posted by George Hoerner on 01/28/08 at 02:37 AM|
"she watched herself fall
through her fingers"
Great write Katleen. How often we fall through ourselves and don't even know it.
|Posted by Mary Frances Spencer on 01/28/08 at 06:29 AM|
So now I see this as a painting inspired by your beautiful words! Love it! MFS
|Posted by Jim Benz on 01/29/08 at 09:14 PM|
this was a poem I could savor - as much for meaning as for the way it is stated, its use of grammar and image. very nice Kathy.
|Posted by Jared Fladeland on 01/30/08 at 06:17 AM|
a great rhythm and wonderful imagery
|Posted by Steven Kenworthy on 01/30/08 at 03:37 PM|
oh my. yet another different style displayed without lack of serious quality. this poem i like most because it leaves the reader open to interpretation. it's going to take me a few passes to pin it down...at least what i want it to be in my imagination, but the wording is very strong and vivid. this feels like a shampoo commercial on ecstasy & a healthy diet of nature. sensationalstuff.
|Posted by Charlie Morgan on 01/30/08 at 04:57 PM|
...kathleen, goes in mefaves!, love the joyous melancholy of comfort...of Her [just] waiting til she's finished...makes real the ism of...what is so beautiful about the desert?...it has an oasis hidden in it!!!! you say that with this delightful spillage...peace, chaz
|Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/30/08 at 09:28 PM|
I especially like "she watched herself fall
through her own fingers" and of course the last two lines are marvelously inverting. I see reflections in an oasis pool, I see shadows catching forms, I see a melding of that seen with that imagined. Quite extraordinary.
|Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 02/01/08 at 10:32 PM|
I love lingering in the garden that is this poem! Excellent, Kath. Thanks.
|Posted by Tony Whitaker on 02/02/08 at 06:55 AM|
This is another of your wonderful works (sycophant alert) where if you read every odd numbered stanza you have a poem. Turn around, and though not as complete the even-numbered stanzas are a poem. And, as usual, most all of Kathleen;s works takes several reads to see where "I" thinks she tries to take us. Wonderful Kathleen!