| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 10/29/09 at 04:16 PM ...'they' all have a prescription, your lost-ness is dream within a dream, so it to should handle intself accordingly, eh?...you speak my feelings...i honour yours--well spoken, Flaubert[paraphased]...we beat log drums trying to make music that would melt the stars.' we are the deafest to our own needs/wants/desires when they conflict with status quo, or whomever. sartre said hell is other people. mmmmnnnah? |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/29/09 at 04:42 PM "Am I a thumb cavorting with the hand
in pools of loons an owl so wide awake?" so many images come from this line. I now know what a "rundle" is. I can feel your quandry here. The word "syringe" is loaded with meaning and potential foreboding, in my mind - probably the key word for me in this poem.
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| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 10/29/09 at 06:25 PM I love "those catholic capillaries" and all it infers, the deliverance of life blood, the bringing in of oxygen and the removal of carbon dioxide, how the church is that in so many ways. This is true mastery of a language! |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 10/29/09 at 06:37 PM The sonnet succeeds! This is really wonderful, it is a prolific lake, and all that that conjures, we do choose; dive, swim or just float in it. Delighted. Thanks. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 10/30/09 at 12:11 AM Masterful writing! Powerful in expression. Great depth in symbolism and message. |
| Posted by Tony Whitaker on 10/31/09 at 03:41 AM It has been a long time since I have written a sonnet and this inspires me to write another. Brilliant my iambic friend! |
| Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 10/31/09 at 05:58 PM I have contemplated this and read it over many times. I believe this is one of your best.It is a masterpiece.I am not Catholic and was reared in the Methodist Denomination,yet I can relate to this very well.I am a Christian but I no longer go to church and do not affiliate with any particular denomination.Doubts come easy.Faith is another matter. This is going in my favorites, no doubt about it! |
| Posted by Peggie Eng on 10/31/09 at 08:14 PM Excellent... |
| Posted by Allison Smith on 11/03/09 at 07:09 AM Loving the flow of this piece very much. |
| Posted by Joe David on 11/03/09 at 03:45 PM You and It are one. You can no more cut it off yourself and be whole than you can your arm or liver. Yet you are aware of and celebrate your individuality. I celebrate that and salute you as well. There is so much about this poem that I love. I have read and reread and reread it. It is complex and many layered. The red and blue made me smile. I liked your statement of kinship and belonging suggested by touching, and at the same time acknowledging the stumbling block of doubt and anger. The great majestic mixed bag of life. The ending was perfect - making the decision to dive deeper into the metaphoric water of spirituality. Well done, my friend, well done. |
