|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Charlie Morgan on 08/10/08 at 09:06 PM|
...top drawer metaphor chris, i've heard them say they want to be smart but i tell 'em they'll have to put that formaldahyde joint down...serious work here.
|Posted by Brian Francis on 08/11/08 at 02:38 PM|
Yep that is the way it was done. Can't say I miss the stupidity too much. Great work with the diver symbolism. Well said. -bf
|Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 08/13/08 at 01:59 AM|
Chillingly vivid! Tragically real!
|Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 08/13/08 at 04:38 PM|
I've no first-hand knowledge of this, still - the kids I work with at the Center do. They're trying to get their lives back. Chris, this is very gripping. The title couldn't be more perfect!
|Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 08/13/08 at 04:40 PM|
PS I'd like to share this with them tonight. It's diving directly into my favorites, too.
|Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 08/14/08 at 12:07 PM|
maybe it's just me, but i really think it depends on how deep the diver is...some of them never seem to come up...
|Posted by Matthew Zangen on 12/14/08 at 07:35 AM|
Holy--...yeesh. This is just too relatable for comfort, but so perfectly rendered. The tempo and length of the piece well fit the brilliant metaphor. I wish this didn't have to be explicit here so I could vote it for PotD; you've got such an extreme pro-tone that could chill anyone out of even a freeze--pun half-intended--but the overall success of this poem is undeniable. Awesome work, man.