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Displaying Critiques 51 to 100 out of 153 Total Critiques.| Poem Title | Poet Name | Critique Given by Regis L Chapman | Critique Date |
| What I Wish For In A Friend | Cathy Hill Cook | I don't have so much a critique of your work as comments. I like the general gratefulness shown here. The language is plain, direct and straightforward, which is to be expected of such a work. The points you bring up are quite appropriate as a tribute to the friend. Good job. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-06-01 11:34:50 |
| Inter Dialougue With One's Self | Cathy Hill Cook | I like this work as representative of the "monkey mind" I can really hear it in this work. It's also a link to the physicality of stress and how it gets internalized. I can feel this when I massage my wife, for example. It's a good visual work and I like it. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-03-22 17:03:05 |
| An Unreal Day | Medard Louis Lefevre Jr. | The sentiment of this fairly plainly written poem hit the point that I make in more subtle ways. While I play around this topic with inferences and so forth you have shown the veil exactly as it is. At the same time, you show elements of the unreal world even in your description of dreams. I was once told that I as progressed in my spirituality, I would be able to control the dreams more. I feel the same things you have described, but then I wonder what is motivating my thoughts, and I can see the same tendencies there as I do in my waking life. It seems to me that in order to get out of the helplessness shown in this work, we must work to move the motivation to be the same in each world, and by doing so make the waking and sleeping more real. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-03-15 00:24:14 |
| The Web | Robert L Tremblay | Of all of these poems you write I am simply amazed by the technical job of this one. Whew! Just to put anything together as complicated as this one must have taken enormous amounts of time to work out. How to even transfer this work from one medium into another is amazing as well. Add this all to the vocabulary used in the middle there, whew! I am voting for this one just for those reasons alone. Interesting topic, although for me not as deep as much of your other work. It's intent seems as shallow as the apparent menial work described called living. Some techincal details and a small concern for good vs. evil. I am confused about the end, try as I might several times, so I guess that's why I am left with a bit of that "shallow" feeling. Maybe I missed something, but I tried hard there. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-03-14 23:59:45 |
| Shhh | Michele Rae Mann | This is a most apt and at the sma time disturbing poem. One is distressed for the part near the end, yet the same voice seemed so hopeful, hurt and confused at once in the beginning and middle. This is largely how I felt during my time at the temple, specifically at the end. I was at war with myself, but the tone of this seems to be that that God is somehow separate from you. I at least had reminders constantly that I was a fragment of God, and could be more like him. My ego didn't want to hear such things and it's disturbing what the ego can put into your mind at different times. Sometimes horrible things. I see much of myself in this work, although the apparent suicide wish here has NEVER entered into my mind at any time. I have no particular technical comments, as they seem inappropriate. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-03-14 23:53:44 |
| Silent SCREAM! | Robert L Tremblay | Wow. A powerful breakdown of this topic. It's a good thing for the notes, or else I might have misunderstood. This is a divisive topic. My take on it that while I am naturally against any type of killing, I am a man, and therefore I have to respect the karma of whosoever makes this choice for themselves. The poem in fact makes me quite sad in consideration of the topic. It's like a group of little arguments and statements on the topic gathered up into a small package with a big punch. Great job in really honestly looking at this topic. I find it quite interesting though, to speak of this general debate, how men really have such a stake in considering this. Maybe it's the caveman impulse unfolding itself, or a control issue. The unfortunate thing about the topic is that really at this point in the evolution of the human race birth control is a real thing. Death is likely to come in so many ways, considered on the whole. Most of us here know nothing of that problem, but it is a truism for most people in the world. All of this can be thought of as sad for one reason or another, but mostly is just the second law of thermodynamics coming around again. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-03-02 11:16:10 |
| east ore | Erin E Roland | This reminds me of the place where my dad lives. Your poem's title clearly states that it's maybe relating to a mining town, but my dad's county is a orange and sugar cane town, but it sounds very much the same. It also reminds me on many towns I rode through in 1989 when I rode my bike across the U.S. I went through many industrial and farming towns. It's amazing what these towns are proud of. Coming into town, you will often see a huge billboard proclaiming that townvilleburg to be the capitol of something you ave never even heard of. I learned that people are proud of their stump fences, 5th largest basal smelt factory in the U.S., World's Largest (Insert your wooden creature/person here), etc. It's rather amazing. It seems these towns are filled with people from another time- like the 1940's. Lots of Rotary/Elks type clubs around too. All of this says nothing about the construction of your work, but it does ina way since it was evocative enough to bring out these memories to me. Thanks for that. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-03-02 11:03:01 |
| Growing a Rose | Rebecca Lee | I like the metaphor clearly displayed in the image of the rose. It's a feminine image through and through so it makes me think that your husband must have a clear understanding of that aspect of himself as well. This makes me think of my own marriage since we got married quite late in life comparitively, neither of us having been married before. It's a nice summary of various aspects of true intimacy. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-03-02 10:51:02 |
| a glimpse, a view | Erin E Roland | I like this poem as it seems like it could be several things as the specific object of the poem. It could be a loved one, a spiritual life, or just a walk outside for the first time in a while in springtime. I like the inclusion of breath, as well as a consistent emphasis on 'we'-ness. Very well done. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-03-02 10:47:42 |
| Tree of Life | Robert L Tremblay | You seem to have quite a cache of these. What I am amzed by is that you can get the letters to line up correctly. I guess I always wondered at the ASCII art scene. Having said that, it's a good poem which I feel suffers a bit from it's graphical treatment in this case. Most of the others I have read have really consistently made me like a convert to this previously unknown form, but this one is a bit confusing because of the various placements of the words in different sections. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-03-02 01:37:02 |
| untitled | Erin E Roland | This is such a cool poem as it really relates the possibilities of life that everyone has inside of them. It's my calling in life to recognize these traits in others and it fills me with much joy and pride. I also like the clue that we may be talking about one who is younger here, or at least that's how I imagine it to be anyway. It's a poet which is almost royal in it's tone,especially the end. It sure says a lot in a few lines. The concepts are both quite large and open ended, yet I can easily relate to them. I think this has to do with the very precious lines: and why the blood rushes to greet in my cheeks it whispers A great transition into a great finish. These are very tender and palpable lines that make me feel that I am right there watching the flushed cheek. Good stuff. My wife says that she liked it too. REEG! | 2004-03-02 01:31:31 |
| Hidden Key | DeniMari Z. | This is a quite plainly written poem that talks about an unpleasant topic, but it seems that whatever happened has been overcome or is in the process of being overcome. I personally wish for a bit more complexity, but clearly that is not what the poet wished for. I like the counterpoint of negative and positive items in the poem, as that' s it's main appeal of the thing. I also like the references to responsibility in the poem. It summarizes a sentiment I like very much in a very interesting and plain way with the subtleties hidden slightly from view. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-03-02 00:35:22 |
| saturday | Erin E Roland | This is a well done poem mainly for the insightful observations into the love and loss that we have all been through before. One quibble is the minor missing space in the last stanza, but it forgiveable because of the immense quality of the rest of the piece. I like the part about the book store, because that is when I have always felt most vulnerable during these times as well. Some nice lines are: Healed by hearts' seasons and I’m invisible, yet tangible as a tear Well done piece of work. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-02-24 16:15:01 |
| Dirt Devil | marilyn terwilleger | I like the picture this poem paints in the mind's eye. Both in aspects of the animate and inanimate objects. It reminds me a bit of Jordan's work, which for me is high praise. It may just be the Zephyr reference, though! It's very much a earthy, but not dirty poem. I like it because it's got a "big" feel to it, and I am prejudiced that way. The title kinda gives away the farm, though, right off. Great work, I really enjoyed it. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-02-19 20:31:19 |
| Living a Loss | Robin Ann Crandell | You are to be complimented on putting this out there. Even though the poem itself is quite straightforward, I like it, just for the reason that you are really opening up. That takes courage. Well done. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-02-19 17:53:53 |
| Winter Trees | marilyn terwilleger | I like this. I have often tried to come up with a way of representing this action of trees in the wind that we are all familiar with. It's hard. There are many metaphors, but not too many that are fresh sounding like this one. Good work. REEG! | 2004-02-19 13:48:51 |
| Falling | Jordan Brendez Bandojo | Wow. Another excellent poem inspired by physics/physical principles. I really like this as a subject matter. It's difficult for me to tire of it. I like this one because it evokes the emotion near the end, and the topic is well fleshed out during the beginning lines so by the end the tension is built up. It's a interesting comment on the lack of awareness we have as humans, and yet the blamelessness expressed here seems only to fall on the shoulders of the animals and plants. They lack any awareness of anything but "law of the jungle" and so do their actions out of not only a lack of perspective, but a desire for survival. On the other hand, the worker willfully does his bidding upon the earth, taking more than is needed. Aside from rant above, it's a very effective poem in many ways. For me, this is a crowning poem of your style. It has all the elements that make your work so enjoyable- the emotional thread that always runs through them, and the inspiration that is so aptly described. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-02-19 11:22:37 |
| Closer to Far Away | Joanne M Uppendahl | I like this poem, and the fact that one can still- years after Star Trek, Star Wars, and the golden age of science fiction- be fascinated by looking outward. I too am fascinated by what we are finding out there. It is indeed the final frontier, one that it's not clear we will ever surpass in any of the ways we have before. It's also not that clear that we should, given our previous record. It is a subject that captures the imagination. It's such an interesting reference- the sentiment of getting closer. It's a gap across time and into the past, trying to explain the future. The vastness of it all is quite astounding. Your poem evoked much of this and my long standing fascination with astronomy and theoretical physics. Thanks for that. This is my favorite stanza: Now photographed: a spot ( . ) in limitless sea in a room missing ceiling or walls moving in endless expanse flowing in bankless streams. This stanza could really stand on it's own for the sentiment expressed here. Really nice series of lines. I like it because there is very little typical poetic devices used, yet it's the imagery that stands out to my mind. The other stanza's feel to me like explanations of the phenomenon that inspired you. I feel that given the quality of that stanza, the rest is a bit superfluous, but having said that I don't mean it in any negative way at all. Great job. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-02-19 11:14:59 |
| These delicious aromas like foreign countries | hj elliot | This is a very interesting work in a number of ways. I am a bit repulsed by the first few lines, since the aromas and things you describe sound a bit foul to me (an ardent non-smoker). At the same time, the part of the title "foreign" should clue me into that happening. The other part which is foreign to me is the smells. I lost my sense of smell long years ago in a head injury. I had a very strong sense memory episode when I first read this poem, so thanks for that experience, as it hasn't happened for a while. Even though the memories that you evoked were a bit unpleasant, the fact that they are still there is a boon for me. I had some sincere memories of my childhood. Also a bit disarming is those memories against the clearly intimate setting. So for me, this poem spoke some volumes just in the first stanza. I also like the feeling I got in this poem of some sort of loss or other conflict, but it's quite understated, as wars go. It's more like you are imparting to the reader the sense memory of your former relationship. I hope I have seen that correctly. Super good job on this poem. Really good stuff is coming out this month! Thanks, REEG! | 2004-02-18 20:03:24 |
| untitled | Mick Fraser | My suggestion for a title is "Look at that crunchy feeling smell. I can taste it." A weird title for a weirdly cool poem. I really like it. Some interesting happenings here at TPL today. Super cool poems, thinking outside the box. I really appreciate that. Must be something the air. I also like that at the end the idea of transcending the senses is included here. That is something that my sensibility warms to. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-02-18 19:06:42 |
| I am a lighthouse | marilyn terwilleger | This is sweet and evocative poem that I like very much. My wife is also bound to like it, as she loves the sea, and living by the sea. This poem reminds me of the town she is from on the Northernmost tip of California. This is my favorite kind of poem- it's a big work with big ideas and large expanses opened in the reader's mind, even a little sea-sickness is evoked here.. It's colorful and delicious to read. I have no real criticism here, only praise. There are a group of alliterations, but the poem is not overly strewn with them- a nice balance. This one is specifically nice: "beset and batter your bow and hope sways" Well done. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-02-18 14:01:54 |
| The Matrix | Robert L Tremblay | This is such a refreshing and inventive form, and I am not sure I can effectively critique something so clearly creative and groundbreaking (in my mind anyway, maybe I have missed something, though). I am so glad to see that people can really think out of the box...I mean in a box...anyway, it's still super cool, as any reference to math and this type of geometric thinking in writing is quite amazing. I find myself a bit taken aback by it, in fact. I was a bit shocked as I got part way through this review, and found that I can read this poem twice in different directions! Sheesh! I have to say that I am mightily humbled by the effort this clearly must have taken. | 2004-02-18 11:25:08 |
| One Just Bell | Rick Barnes | A well done surprise awaits the reader at the end of this poem. It's a common theme this month- churchs and traditional spirituality giving way to either ruin or epiphany. In your case it's clearly the latter. Must be something in the air smelling springtime renewal. I love this poem just for it's sentiment. The method is a traditional rhyming scheme that is really well suited to the subject and sentiment expressed. I say "here here!" on the sentiment as well. Great job. REEG! | 2004-02-13 11:22:13 |
| A Growing Appetite for Spring | Joanne M Uppendahl | What a wonderful and colorful summation of the season, as we here on the west coast come out of our cold winter, we are reminded of those who live a bit closer to real winters with snow. I like each individual stanza by itself as a short form poem. It's like a group of those set together to form a theme. This reminded me of a cabin up in the mountains in Colorado I used to go to. Creatures of all types, including bears often availed themselves of some part of that house- whether we were there or not. It's also funny- whether a mild smile or a chuckle or a laugh out loud; is found here. The funniest of these is the porcupine stanza. Super well done. I can see why you so often win these poetry competitions. Your poems are dense and well done, rife with imagery and a mild yet persistent wit. Super good poem, one of my favorites here on TPL ever. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-02-13 11:18:28 |
| The Oak | Robert L Tremblay | I like this image and the poem. I am gradually being won over to this form by reading more and more of them. Thanks for that. This poem is well written, aside from the image aspect. It's a nice summary of the imagined life of something far grander and prouder than we. I am not sure if this poem comes from the direct experience with a specific tree or stand of them- as it may very well be. It's great. I have a deep respect for trees and name some of them friends. This poem reminds me of another friend who specifically goes into the redwoods every so often to recharge. He's a real nervous type- always moving always going, talking and so forth. It wa a bit odd for my experience with him to have him bring me out to the redwoods and have him walk around so quiet and reverent. On that short trip, we walked around seeing all phases of this life you describe arrayed before us. It's a great and pleasant reminder of both him and the trees. It's good to know that someone out there can express those feelings so well. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-02-13 11:10:54 |
| Truth | Rachel F. Spinoza | It seems that Mel Gibson has spawned some interestingly contrasting poems here on TPL. The last one I read was also dedicated to Mel Gibson. This one is a complete about face from Mick's, however. This for me is a deeply spiritual piece of work. There is loss here, and a contrast of old and new found and lost, timeless and things only remembered. That theme is a common thread that reads like pairs of opposites, which is many ways is the path of spirituality- the path of Jesus was the same as it would be for any of us. Super job. It's a lot of poem for the number of lines. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-02-13 11:00:48 |
| Toilet Soliloquies (Fart One) | Mick Fraser | This is a healthy dose of irreverence in a place which all to often is patently reverent. I like it for that reason. There is also a fair amount of juxtaposition here- using the words fart and orison in the same poem- wow! It's also fairly descriptive in ways that make me uncomfortable, which I am sure was the point of the exercise. I am sure Shakespeare wrote his share of ribald stuff back in his day. These are nice contrasts all the way around. There is a basic poke in the eye to many subjects here. I am not someone who likes football with any real emotion at all, so maybe some of the well-written slights against the Patriots (which is also a bit ironic in other ways) I will miss. Great job- funny stuff. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-02-13 10:55:59 |
| A Late Afternoon Service | Thomas Edward Wright | Wow, it's a powerful poem. More at the end than the middle or beginning, though. I like the form, although I know not which it is off the top of my head here. There are a couple of finely wrought phrases here: "I listen intently tonight. Manage to Pocket my tongue." and "The choir hymns and haws. An organ’s Bach is backing out." It feels a little disjointed, and I am not ENTIRELY certain of the subject, but the place is clear enough- a church. It could be regular mass or a funeral, I am not sure. Well done in the main, but it feels like the subject could be pointed out more, or maybe I am missing the point. It could be that this feeling I have was intentional by the poet, to represent the subject or event with a certain feel. In that case, it hit the mark. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-02-12 16:48:42 |
| Senyru 132 | Michael J. Cluff | Now that's a pointed senryu. I like it very much. It's very deep compared with many short form poetry. I can see a lot of death here, but also responsilibity and social commentary. Well done. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-02-12 16:42:56 |
| HeartCircles | Rebecca Lee | I like this poem, as it brings back for me some memories of a stand of oak trees I once lived across the street from. I used to walk around under their enormous sweeping arms and it was wonderfu. It also seems to be about love and loss- their cyclical nature. It's great for that impulse to be tied to descriptions of nature- very appropriate to me. This is a super well done poem. A favorite of mine here. The language is quite plain, not flashy. I cannot pick out an astounding turn of phrase or anything, and as such the fact that it flows so well, and at the same time you are able to connect with the emotions there is amazing. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-02-12 12:14:11 |
| Since god left Chicago | hj elliot | Wow. Super nice poem. I haven't critiqued anything of yours...I..don't...think..before..., but this is definitely a quality offering to the TPL headspace. I like the middle way you find between the typical imagery I have of these areas. My own thoughts about these areas are swiftly broken up in the first 2 lines. Well done. We then proceed with a more intimate look at these places. An extremely visual poem, it does quite a lot with a small amount of words. It talks about people know in the same breath as things which affect much larger populations. This is a consistent theme throughout, and it's so effective, especially refreshing in the hot button issues found in the subject matter. It's a sublime trip through the only things we ever know about these people and places, walking the middle line I am sure those people mainly live in there. I also appreciate that the spiritual aspect is never forgotten about here. Some of my comments have to do with a saying I have up on my wall- "Est Modus in Rebus" which in Latin means there is a middle way in all things. I sat right down to write a poem about that today, but instead got this poem to show me the meaning of this. Super job. One of my favorite poems from TPL of all time. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-02-05 11:08:12 |
| japanese verse 39 (Amnesia) | Erzahl Leo M. Espino | I like the idea of this, and it's inspired me to write a couple of haikus with my wife. We both really liked it. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-02-01 18:33:46 |
| I, raindrop | Robert L Tremblay | I have to admit that poets here make it harder and harder for me to continue with my basic lack of understanding of graphic style poems. This one is especially well done in an internet way since we have to scroll down to see the remaining drops. I am quite impressed. Having said that about graphic poems, I think that I must now change my idea about any form of poem. I mean, I use rhyme all the time, right? Heh... What difference is there in submitting to that form of discipline than this one? Anyway, the poem is interesting due to it's format, and the visual component. There was some tension about if the last word would always be "be" or not. For me, it would seem that changing it at the end may give it some release, as though the drop died, or making a bigger word, to represent the breaking on the ground or something visual like that. See? I can get into it if I try here... Those of course are just my own random speculations, and the poem is fine as it is as well. Water, after all just changes forms, not itself. The content of the words is also interesting in that it's a bit like a Beatles song in that it takes small bites, and presents one clear idea, with little twists in each line. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-01-31 02:27:18 |
| A Day | Stormy D Morris | I like the simplicity of this poem, as it comes off as sweet and direct. The development of the day as it goes along seems very mundane in one sense, until the last 2 lines, which makes the poem. I wish that you were in fact able to sleep as well as this poem implies, however. Eeek! I don't know that you need to feel somehow that there are a group of people out in this forum who are going to be anything but supportive. I find most people here aren't so book learned about poetry, but then again some are! REEG! | 2004-01-31 02:18:41 |
| Rural Shindig | Jordan Brendez Bandojo | I like this poem very much. My favorite line is the "Green banistered, Chinese porcelain brocaded" line. I like the idea of porcelain 'brocading'. I can see it striking a pose, like Madonna. This is consistent with the intention of the rest of the poem. Small references remind me of pop stars, and Oscars- like 'wham" they were a glam group if there ever was one... At the end, this sensibility is a bit overcome by the orchestra and chic wenches and crones who are inevitably at these functions, and I am reminded of the theater or symphony where these people are. Great work, as it hits out broadly at that group of riche that we all wonder about. REEG! | 2004-01-30 13:51:00 |
| The Cross | Jordan Brendez Bandojo | I like this poem, and even though I am typically not a fan of graphic (so-called ASCII) style poems, the words fit well with the images. I like the idea of this portrayal of the "Him" as daring. Many other qualities are mentioned typically, but I like this. The idea of daring lightness is really a good description. It reminds me of a place I go with my wife to guitar lessons. It's both in motion and daring at once. Thanks for the inspriration. REEG! | 2004-01-30 12:48:29 |
| Mother and Child | Jordan Brendez Bandojo | I like this haiku, as it shows both the general style of the poet, excellent phrasing and vocabulary. It's also representative of the emotional impact you make more often than not. I like the idea of cradling the heaven, as children have just come from a place which is closer to heaven than we are. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-01-30 12:44:11 |
| Kite | Jordan Brendez Bandojo | A nice compact haiku, one that summarizes the general theme of your work- uplifting and full of wild winds blowing colorful people through a colorful and well-realized life. Another instance of the word zephyr.... REEG! | 2004-01-30 11:39:15 |
| Forever Daddy | Jordan Brendez Bandojo | I have to admit that this poem makes me a bit jealous. I have never had that great a relationship with my family generally, and my dad specifically. Because of the painful things this brings up for me, it's more difficult to break down this poem than it might otherwise be for me, so sorry. It's a well done poem, quite different than some of your other work, IMO. The words verdant and zephyr made it in there, as I can tell that these are some of your favorites from your other work. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-01-30 11:37:16 |
| A Vanishing Trick | Rebecca Lee | This is a good description to me of the longing for the lost communication with the soul that has been cut off by our ego. I guess if you've read any of my work or my critiques before, then this may seem a bit predictable. But then at the end, we get the idea that it may be the ego being asked to go away. The problem is that it doesn't- not without a pretty good fight anyway. I like the change I just spoke of, as it brings the whole obscure rest of the poem into sharp focus with the last line. Well done. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-01-30 11:19:53 |
| Freedom | Robert L Tremblay | I seem to remember critiquing a poem very similar to this, but was acrostic. I hate to sound repetitive, but this so reminds me of 80's metal, and bands like The Fixx. I find myself wanting give a nearly identical critique to that poem, but I don't want to do that. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-01-29 23:05:14 |
| martins | Thomas Edward Wright | Wow. Each poem you write is very interesting in the sense that your profession sort of leaks out of you through this medium. I like that you can put together these very clinical things with something so tender at the end. Very impressive. One wonders if this is a true story..? Having just been through some surgeries, I have often asked myself some questions about the compassion of the people I am dealing with. This poem is excellent for the reminder that in fact, they are. Maybe it's the system itself which pushes people through and breaks down the process into Henry Ford's assembly line, I don't know. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-01-29 22:56:53 |
| Pigtails | Jordan Brendez Bandojo | Other than the slight and forgiveable misspelling of Shakespeare's name, I like the super romantic potrayal of a crush. Well done. I like the comparison of her to stars and so forth, as is your wont to do. There is a slight voyeuristic bent to this as well- like looking through a telescope. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-01-29 19:30:08 |
| Searching | Jordan Brendez Bandojo | It has been said that all human progress is made by one person who believed passionately in what they were doing, and another person who believed passionately in them. This poem reminds me of that sentiment, and two people who have done this together. Taking risks is clearly stated here, and "looking after reality". This is an interesting phrase, as it implies two things at once- looking for reality, and looking after it- as if caring for it. This is a marked contrast to those who feel like hunting down and killing reality. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-01-29 19:20:39 |
| Big Family Photo | Jordan Brendez Bandojo | Ach, another poem that slays me. You people with great ideas and families, I envy you. I have borrowed you from time to time throughout my life, but never really felt that myself. It's a great poem from that perspective, as it make me think. It's a fairly plainly written tribute to the family, and sweet. Has a tone of detachment and lack of emotion, though, which is unusual for your work. Still, it's nicely done, and a nice tempo change from the vastness of the concepts, imagery and ideas of the previous few poems I have critiqued. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-01-29 19:14:47 |
| Resonance | Jordan Brendez Bandojo | Eros, Physics and Love. Or, The Ambrosia of Physics and Love. Sounds like the title of a book. Maybe your book of poems...? I like the other recurrent theme of your work is the oscillation. I always think of this as breathing, which is our most direct and changeable aspect of oscillation, with us daily. As ever, your work deals in the big ideas. I can't get it out of my head when reading your work the visual of sunstruck filtered movies that usually are showing some idealistic picnic in a meadow, with perfect trees and kids playing in the background. I am not sure why that is, but it's certainlly sticking with me throughout my journey through your body of work posted here. It's like everyone is bigger and better than possible, but then with your words, those impossible things seem only natural- even inevitable. Super stuff. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-01-29 18:03:05 |
| Dreaming is... | Jordan Brendez Bandojo | Clearly the most specifically spiritual of the works so far, and is quite plainly written- unlike most of your other work- yet still displays that buoying trait of undying idealism common to your work so far. At this point, it's simply a joy to read what small mountain is built with your words here. Even compared to your other work, this is clearly the most far-reaching in scope and mentions many of the key qualities of a master of himself. It's unclear how close the poet themselves feel to this, but there is a timelessness to the phrasing of these lines- one after the other- that builds into something rather signifigant. I also like the structural indentation to emphasize the individual points made along the journey. It a little like life described in short sections. A sort of Strunk & White of Life. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-01-29 17:55:40 |
| Promise of Love | Jordan Brendez Bandojo | Hey, it's an acrostic poem! I like this new thing I have discovered, and yours is well done as a variation on the form. I am seeing again a pattern of favorite references- Eros, Elysium, and dieties of all sorts. It's almost expected now. Hoaving said that, I am sure I have similar repeated phrases, and certainly I can see where your focus is. It's excellent to see such creative idealism. I am also an idealist at heart, and find even repetitive references to this sort of thing fascinating. Especially when it's so well done as you show here, and throughout your work. The way the devotion is phrased in this work is quite striking and imaginative. I apologize if this poem's critique isn't as specific to this poem as it might be, but I am reviewing all of your poetry at almost one sitting, so patterns I am bound to pick up on. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-01-29 17:40:27 |
| Quatrain | Jordan Brendez Bandojo | First four lines are a stunner. I think after reviewing a few of your poems, it's going to be harder to give out specific critiques for your work, as it's so consistently good. The vocabulary is quite well used, and well informed. Along with that you are consistently giving an excellent emotional view of things. This poem is not as heart-tugging as the previous, but that is consistent with the topic. This poem succeeds in a different way than many of the poems I have critiqued of yours prior to this- it's clearly looking back at school days. It's perspective is fresh and as ever put into such a positive and thoughtful light. I think this perspective is largely one I see due to the cultural difference. Most school people in the US are either driven business majors/lawyers/doctors or slack-offs, who couldn't see perspective running them over with a truck. Great job on the poem, and a great look into the schooling of the poet. REEG! | 2004-01-29 17:33:09 |
| Life in a New Land April 1947 Haifa | Michael J. Cluff | This poem gives so many hints to things not explicitly in the text, that it's difficult to discern the real intent behind it. My impression is that this is a poem about the Middle East and conflicts seen from a more compassionate or spiritual perspective. My thought about this is mostly due to the inclusion of Yahweh. I like the line: "based not on bombastic beliefs, ballistics, bellicose boundaries". I not only sounds great against the line above it, it also reminds a bit of newspaper headlines, of which the Middle East is a hot topic. I also like the sections that take a concrete physical sensation and make an analogy with an intangible one. Thanks, REEG! | 2004-01-29 17:07:29 |
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