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Displaying Critiques 86 to 135 out of 185 Total Critiques.Poem Title | Poet Name | Critique Given by James Edward Schanne | Critique Date |
Night Pacing | Mandie J Overocker | This poem reads franticly which I'm sure is the point, it keeps the on edge feeling throughout - in my head I get a ba-boom ba-boom ba- boom sense of urgency and can feel the palms start to persire from the start- Thanks for the good read. | 2004-10-15 19:07:35 |
Collecting the Shards | Mandie J Overocker | This poem flows real well, in the line-My hands nimble as they tremble - I keep stumbling over nimble and was wondering if - Hands dissemble as they tremble - might work better, if it dosen't betray your meaning. Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-10-15 13:32:50 |
Flower haiku #1 | Joanne M Uppendahl | Very colorful haiku I picture in my head leaves with knives taking little patches out of the sky, I"m glad they came back to patch it up though. Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-10-15 13:23:48 |
Tree haiku #3 | Joanne M Uppendahl | Tears of the willow streak the words written under Poetic Critique? | 2004-10-15 13:20:46 |
SEASON’S CONSEQUENT | Debbie Spicer | I certainly would never underestimate the therapeutic power of writing poetry, its the laying on of hands ineffable that frees our voice. Thanks for letting me read and give a little comment, July of 2001 thats when I think I was here the first time, I wonder if I critiqued it Then? | 2004-10-15 11:40:30 |
Colombo day | Mark Andrew Hislop | The last line gave an upbeat ending to a poem that was getting me down, of course I believe that is your intent. I do wonder of the wisdom in the line - That they may dream no more. What a lovely thought- only to the extent that it seems to me that people with no mre dreams would be rather deadened, although I think your point has more to do with that they would dream no more because they wouldn't be wanting in the economic sense. Of course maybe I just missed the point completely. Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-10-14 15:44:28 |
Amethystine Mists | Jana Buck Hanks | Lots of images , keeping the mind's eye very busy, which is always a good thing. It flows well through the imagination, charmingly. Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-10-13 17:02:08 |
ADORATION | Debbie Spicer | The search for the possessor of the other half of our heart, Reads very well and moves the soul - Its great to merge and then reemerge as someone new- Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-10-12 16:45:33 |
Evolutionary Fractals | Robert Wyma | the replication of simple shapes grow into astounding surprises and you've captured in many images of this poem. Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-10-11 16:30:11 |
Moon Haiku #3 | Joanne M Uppendahl | I'll assume the high stars are physically high and not high in the other sense, Then again a flirting moon could be intoxicating. I can see virgo pouring wine and libra is thrown off balance with tipsy scales. Thanks for letting me read and comment. No matter how inane. | 2004-10-11 16:24:35 |
My Children - Lost But Not Forgotten | Nancy T Bindhammer | Very heart felt poem/song with a nice ending to give it a lift above the sadness, Thanks for letting me read and comment | 2004-10-11 13:13:41 |
Incubating The Dream (Arthurian Ode Part II) | Robert Wyma | Do I have anything to add to what I said of the first, not really except that once again its a pleasure to read, I can't say I'm real objective when it comes to anything about merlin and authur. I'm always a sucker for a round table tale. | 2004-10-10 17:34:40 |
Sighs of Autumn | marilyn terwilleger | Good images and sounds throughout this poem, I really enjoyed it, especially those groaning trees and I can see autumn shaking its fist at the grass and trees , Thanks for letting me read and comment It was a real pleasure. | 2004-10-08 13:58:39 |
Listen, Missy! | Andrea M. Taylor | The first two lines are the sounds of paranoia, the second two of the mistakes your prone to and of course the last is how we can lose all all of this from a nasty addiction which could be extended to other drugs as well, Thanks for letting me read and comment. The poem flowed real well. | 2004-10-08 11:27:02 |
A Child | Amour Stakwi'a Dresbach | Who can not be charmed by a poem of the little wonders who wander into our world, changing everything and challenging everything, seeing through their eyes, hearing through their ears with a perspective we cannot dream of.they are little marvels. | 2004-10-05 15:48:33 |
pernicious anomaly | Mell W. Morris | This older poem of yours stricks me as cute but lacking the depth I see in your work now, While this is fun to read (I went back and read your last three), I don't get an idea from this one to take with me on this one. Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-10-04 15:29:26 |
verse 61 (Birth) | Erzahl Leo M. Espino | Loves delightful gift babies cry is music heard Celebrating life As much as I talk about having ones own voice I couldn't resist the rewrite, Thanks for letting me take a shot at it. | 2004-10-04 10:58:02 |
Mainstreaming | Edwin John Krizek | A passionate malaise, how interesting. This piece has good flow and some good metaphors which I'm always a sucker for. And it makes me wonder about the difference between consciousness and being conscious of my own consciousness and does that lead to or away from humdrumness, Away from I hope. Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-10-04 10:51:57 |
Finding the Muse | Edwin John Krizek | Writing with a sense of urgency is important I think and this poem is a reminder of that. So often its a sense lost and then springs out of nowhere . Why? I don't now. But also like most I'd like to have some control over the process and come up empty. So it becomes a quiet prayer to that voice that gives me voice. Thats kind of what I get from your poem. Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-10-04 09:23:30 |
Verses 41 to 60 – Third Collection | Erzahl Leo M. Espino | Great start for a new month with a best of retrospective, and as for stubbornness to me its important to keep your voice your own and you have done that, Thanks for letting me read and comment!!!! | 2004-10-01 06:34:28 |
Thoughts on An October Day | Joanne M Uppendahl | The birds migration always leaves me a little melancholy, it makes fall start to merge into winter and leaves summer in a lonely past, warm memories for me to swirl around in my glass of port. the flocks are waving farewell until next spring. Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-09-30 15:56:52 |
When Trees Begin to Spill Their Color | Joanne M Uppendahl | lovely, so picturesque I feel like I've taken a walk in the woods. And thats something I used to have the time for often, now hardly at all. I enjoyed the experence very much thank you. | 2004-09-26 16:03:58 |
Schism | Regis L Chapman | Is - sitting isosceles talk - a yoga reference, if so is that you or the cat, I can picture a kitty in meditation-meuuuum meuuuum, being the mantra; Oh well thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-09-24 11:04:35 |
Moving On | Joanne M Uppendahl | Amphibians bugged out with summer largely eying the fall of the simmering vaporous daze within days green fading fast on breezes touching the coffee chilled on the morning breath smacks the caffeinated cheek with kisses of understanding that I do not understand Oh well, I felt inspired by your poem, thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-09-23 09:28:25 |
The Earth Smiled | marilyn terwilleger | And the gods frolicked supremely, in the knowledge of being ultimate, till God decided otherwise- Thanks for leting me read and comment, I enjoyed both. | 2004-09-22 17:37:10 |
A Pocketful of Stones | Lynda G Smith | I've just got stoned. These lines string together nicely and make me contemplate the rocks in my head. I wish they were as polished as your poem. I see nothing to change in your poem. Just let me say thanks for a very good read. | 2004-09-22 10:59:37 |
japanese verse 60 (Pillow) | Erzahl Leo M. Espino | pillow listener of snores cloud of my most sweet escapes morning says goodbye Oh well theres mine. Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-09-21 14:14:34 |
Dark Angel | Edgar Alan Pierce | In line ten - love an compassion - should I believe be-love a compassion, also in line 13-suffering and hateing oneself - hateing should be spelled hating, In the line- Dwealing in life -ever surviving never enjoying, is dwealing supposed to be dwelling, if not I'm not sure what word you were after. Interesting poem though thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-09-21 14:05:59 |
The Bearers of Vision | Rick Barnes | It seems to me to read better broken into stanzas of; For we ever journey onward through the darkness, as if we were wearing the very darkness, carrying the very darkness sharing, all of us, sharing the very darkness. That has defined our vision, combined our vision refined our vision, into a small, thin, dim blue beam of light. Even so, there are those among us who somehow know, we have all the light we need. It seems like two distinct thoughts, Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-09-19 19:17:53 |
The Man In The Window | Ms.Kim Shumaker | This poem reminds me of a book I read by a philosopher named Motermer adler who died in 2001, the book was called how to think about angels, He drew many parallels between thoughts of angels and subatomic particles,not they were alike in reality but that how we know of their reality. That is that their inferred, one from our limits of the knowledge of matter and one from our limits of the knowledge spirit. The conclusion being that one makes no less sense than the other. So angels for me are very much a matter of the way the world really is, Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-09-18 22:44:57 |
Seattle | Michael J. Cluff | It can be tough at times to critique when you see little in a poem that you would change, Still I find any changes people suggest at least gets me thinking, no matter how bad so heres mine; the line; being blanketed warm I like; cold cadvavers blanketed warm and next insulated from the standards of the living Well that just some suggestes to chew on,Thanks for letting me read and comment | 2004-09-18 19:13:53 |
Imperfection | Robert Wyma | Our own effects, effect the effects of others, Anyway thats what comes to mind reading your last 9 lines; Also of course the fact that we're often not who we think we are, for me that always opens up questions of if we are who we intend or not or if it's deliberate and so on , I love the line; coalesce my dreams Thanks for letting me read and comment in my own way. | 2004-09-18 18:44:59 |
She's... | Patricia Gibson-Williams | I think rapt makes sense to me, I enjoyed reading it. thanks for posting. | 2004-09-18 09:32:14 |
Mass of tears | Mark Andrew Hislop | In line two is out meant to be our, That seems right to me. Other than that I think it hits its mark, of course since I'm chatholic the alter boys and Eucharist mentions stricks a special chord with me. | 2004-09-18 09:12:50 |
The Jester's Prayers | Karen Ann Jacobs | Dear Painter, Behold longing reflected in my vision lying within see, more than mischief lurking My countenance riddles working on your mind struming strings, plucking vibrations Oh well I just fealt like rewriting a little, I'm not sure it helps but I had fun, Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-09-17 19:04:52 |
japanese verse 59 (Lake) | Erzahl Leo M. Espino | words lined with sweet grace breath holds a tumbling stare reflects my wonder | 2004-09-17 10:32:10 |
Deep In My Heart Is A Song | Mell W. Morris | A place to call home is important to all living things I would think, And sing to in praise when finding it is grand. Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-09-16 16:28:11 |
On a Bench by the Potomac | cheryl a kelley | The pace of life has so often changed for me, left me bewildered , in need of calibration from some universal clock - BUT I don't know how to access such a thing, Thanks for the good read much in joyed. | 2004-09-15 19:48:57 |
Stones Will Sing | Joanne M Uppendahl | You know sometimes my soul is so full of hot air it floats before and above the physical me, luckily yours is a higher self, and your poem a higher piece of art. Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-09-15 14:19:52 |
4 Fleck of the Sun | Jana Buck Hanks | This time the breeze is implied by the wave, the word haunt in line two I really like because I picture the birds peaking out of the trees and flying when they think the time is right, the suns heat put a warm smile on my face, probably because now that it's sept. the warm days are drifting off. Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-09-13 15:09:31 |
3 Late Summer | Jana Buck Hanks | The first thing that struck me was are the Black-eyed Susans nodding in agreement or are they nodding off asleep, In agreement with the butterflies and trees , After all I think just about everybody loves an autumn kiss. Thanks for letting me read and comment. I enjoyed it. | 2004-09-13 15:02:24 |
Big Catch | Claire H. Currier | This brings backs memories for me of going out fishing with my dad and four of my brothers, our boat leaked quite a bit so two of us had to bail out all the time, and mostly what we got on our lines were turtles, This poem flows like casual conversation which I'll asume was the intent, Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-09-13 11:44:40 |
ILLINOIS | Mark D. Kilburn | This is one of those poems with such a personal feel it seems to defy Critiqueing, Yet let my ego roam its terrain. I would think that - to take your breath away - should maybe be takes' your breath away; they are singing still whistling worries far away, I read a comma between singing and still, yet that's nothing much and you given me a very good read. Thank you. ; | 2004-09-12 19:41:04 |
Listen For The Shout | marilyn terwilleger | The triumph of the human spirit, certainly hard to knock a line, esp. from something so uplifting. The last three lines reminds me of a certain Dylan Thomas poem, Hey, I don't know why I keep rereading to see if I can think of some suggestion to improve without changing intent, I cannot. | 2004-09-12 18:47:19 |
Crab | Mark Andrew Hislop | A cute little poem with : Again that untidy wetness Swallows my sky. It spits it out again, Now it drowns me in light. Rising above meer cuteness, to grasp something higher, visions That strikes the imagination into a playground of the soul | 2004-09-12 11:31:42 |
Poet's Prophetic Metophor | Robert L Tremblay | Lots of good imagery in this piece, the line -Agape quivers as dark void it loathes - reads to me as if it needs a word or two to make sense of it like perhaps - Agape quivers as dark as the void it loathes - or perhaps something else if that alters your intent. Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-09-12 09:37:17 |
Enough2 | Edwin John Krizek | I think enough has more depth in its lines, So that is the better of the two thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-09-10 19:07:33 |
Enough | Edwin John Krizek | This certainly reminds me of something I always think of when people say we've got to change the world, I make the world a better place by doing what I can to make that part of it I exist in better by my actions. I'll wait until I read the second to comment. | 2004-09-10 18:17:05 |
Creating and Dating | Mandie J Overocker | love or the anticipation of it is agreat creative force, I know it is for me. Your poem flow wells I think; Building gradually growing mindfully restless you caress my skin your lips thin pulled tight no fight. This line does it good. Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-09-10 13:42:22 |
Insight | Andrea M. Taylor | The intellect sees through its instinctive lens, does that lead us to only some of our beliefs or all of our beliefs you certainly leave that to the reader, which I think is quite right. Thanks for letting me read and comment. | 2004-09-10 13:33:25 |
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