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I am an artist working in the written word. In addition to poetry I have written a collection of short stories titled "Afterlife and Other Stories" available on Amazon.com and BarnesandNoble.com. My chapbook of poetry titled "Threshold" is available from Amazon.com. I do sales and marketing work to pay the bills and try to read and write in my spare time.

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Poem TitlePoet NameCritique Given by Edwin John KrizekCritique Date
A Captive Birdmarilyn terwillegerDear Marilyn, What a wonderful depiction of grief due to loss. We do imagine those we once loved in silent moments and imagine they still call to us, even when they don't. This feeling is, I think, a wish or perhaps a projection of our own feelings. We cry silently over our losses and wonder when the pain will end, hoping one day to be free. Nice poem. Take care, Ed Krizek2005-03-17 21:24:32
The Force That Through My Muse Drives The OMell W. MorrisDear Mell, I'm not familiar with all of Dylan Thomas' work so I don't know if I caught all the allusions but I do like the sensuality and the open embracing of your O. If I may be so bold can "O" be orgasm? Ed Krizek2004-07-25 17:13:45
Another BattlefieldWayne R. LeachDear Wayne, Fine anti war poem. You made an interesting use of lower case letters. I paricularly like the images of the "leprechaun parachutes". That is, after all, what they look like drifting down. Perhaps death is a "braver war". Good thought. Ed KRizek2004-07-25 17:09:00
Hacking ChestnutsG. Donald CribbsDear G., Interesting poem. Reads a little like a narrative poem. You create a picture of the boys and who they are by focusing on the hacking. The images are vivid and I can see the boys "playing" the game. It is interesting too what we do to prove our manhood and you've shown some of that here. The poem makes me reflect on my own cases of "hacking". You might try expanding this to a more narrative poem if you feel ambitious. Ed Krizek2004-06-17 13:29:09
10:26Sandra J KelleyDear Sandra, I enjoyed this poem. I too remember a time "when there were angels" and when there was a true sense of right and wrong in the world. I too have had the experience of being caught in time. The kind of thing where you look at something familiar like a clock and are hit with a sense of confused stillness. Good job. Ed Krizek2004-06-17 13:22:23
DaybreakJana Buck HanksDear Jana, I really like this poem. I like the imagery "cool mist...blanketed silence. Birds...ethereal songs. blue sky fairy lace." I also feel that daybreak is a "magic time" and you have captured the sentiment exactly. Ed Krizek2004-06-17 13:18:59
Tsa-ga-gla-tal in SpringJoanne M UppendahlDear Joanne, What a soft and tender poem! You have shown the bond between mother and child and nature. As always beautiful images and so calming. I read this poem and feel good after I finish. Hope you're doing well. Ed Krizek2004-06-17 07:39:12
Hosanna In A HoleRegis L ChapmanDear Reeg, Nice poem! I think you captured what you were trying to. Ed Krizek2004-06-15 19:12:46
♥ Moon Dance ♥Carolyn Gale McGovern-BowenDear Carolyn, Great images. I think you've said some new things about the moon. I particularly liked the opening lines of each stanza and especially the line "Keeper of secret dreams." Ed Krizek2004-06-15 19:08:27
By The Seat Of My PantsMarcia McCaslinDear Marcia, Cute note. The poem is great although according to the definitions I know not really a sonnet. But I do like structure when other people do it. I have trouble writing in rhyme myself. I also like the energy this poem has. Having been in a little writing drought lately I am reminded of how good it feels to create with words by your poem. Ed Krizek2004-05-25 11:45:31
The Death of a PoetG. Donald CribbsDear G., This is a powerful poem. Death is so constant yet unfathomable in all our lives. The waters do part "Horribly beneath us" sometimes. Yet I favor the end of the poem which tells about being "held by the dream’s delicious and delicate darkness, drifting in the swan’s scything path and death, which is a letting go.". I like to think of death this way. It is a dream delicious and delicate. It is a letting go. Ed Krizek 2004-05-25 11:40:54
To my unborn motherMark Andrew HislopDear Mark, I really like the structure you have given this poem. I find when I write in rhyme it comes out too sing songy for my tast, however, your poem doesn't have that effect on me. Interesting subject. It seems you believe in rebirth, the wheel of Karma. I know for me my image of my own mother is virginal as you state in your last two lines. While obviously this is sort of silly notion for one to have nonetheless mothers are special and you have written a wonderful piece about that. Ed Krizek2004-05-25 11:31:07
CaprioDeniMari Z.Dear DeniMari Interesting poem. I wonder if it is really true that we "move step by step in our own direction." I was not clear if the "we" in the poem was all of us or a specific person (e.g. a lover). Nonetheless I like very much where you have taken the subject. I do believe in moving forward with love. Ed Krizek2004-05-23 11:27:49
Freeway LemonsJillian K SorensonDear Jillian, What a good, interesting and sad poem this is. I love the lemon metaphor with both its sensuality and its tastes. But so sad that the encounter depicted here shows an impenetrable partner who does not share his essence. Good job. Ed Krizek2004-05-23 11:22:20
Balanced AccountsMell W. MorrisDear Mell, Great poem! I particularly relate to the setting you have constructed for this poem in the first stanza: "At my window before morning while The world sleeps, I gulp the moon As palliation. I would efface all I own for a trace of longanimity." I often sit in quiet the quiet times of either morning or evening and contemplate my own consciousness' reverie. I also like your phrase "graceful is the word I wish spoken of me..." We all want something positive to be spoken about us, however, I think "graceful" is positive without being to proud. I am a little saddened by the end of the poem since it seems you might not reach your dream. I wish we all could find our ways a little better and attain those places we find special. Ed Krizek2004-05-23 10:34:16
untitled - from Nov 2003Cara-Mae D. HackettDear Cara Mae, I like this poem. I love the imagery in the first stanza "the stickiness of spiders webs and the persistance of commissioned salespeople relentless, undaunted, unstoppable determined to make an impression" Being a commisioned salesperson myself I can appreciate the comparisons. As you continue I am touched by the feelings of your subjects who cling to "imaginary gods... of faith and delusion." How nice it would be for all of us if these gods did exist and there was order in the universe. I have often felt that way and your poem points up these feelings for me. Good job. Ed Krizek 2004-05-23 10:18:00
A FragmentSandra J KelleyDear Sandra, I love this poem. It beautifully illustrates the ethereal nature of memory and the problematic nature of families. The last stanza in particular sums up the situation, "The stories, faster than I can write them/ are being erased." The last sentence needs a question mark at the end but punctuates the sentiment of the poem. Fleeting words spoken to the air disappear into ? Ed Krizek2004-05-23 10:11:27
Of Flowers, Bees and MeteorsJoanne M UppendahlDear Joanne, This is a great poem. I too love geraniums and plant them in my window boxes every summer. "Whispers on the skin" is a fine metaphor for the way these plants affect us. You leave some doubt with the line "Nearly see them wink." about the nature of the plants and their flowers which is a nice twist. I always like your poems Ed Krizek2004-05-20 08:48:49
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