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message 1: by Nick (new)

Nick Grammos I do like the second poem, if there’s a vox pop happening. The squirrel crush seemed a little contrived.


message 2: by Julie (new)

Julie Of the opinion here that too much of contemporary poetry is virtually unreadable. Not all- there are many gems- but the movement away from the universal to the self-referential is exhausting.


message 3: by Fionnuala (new)

Fionnuala Thanks for the third poem, Ken. It may be about language, and the way language is written down, but I saw it as a painting on a canvas.


message 4: by Ken (new)

Ken Nick wrote: "I do like the second poem, if there’s a vox pop happening. The squirrel crush seemed a little contrived."

Nick: Glad you liked one of the three, at least. I would say poetry is ridiculously subjective but, as we know, all writing is.


message 5: by Ken (new)

Ken Julie wrote: "Of the opinion here that too much of contemporary poetry is virtually unreadable. Not all- there are many gems- but the movement away from the universal to the self-referential is exhausting."

Agreed, Julie. Some stuff I just can't wade through, and yet it merits publication in top-notch poetry pubs. And what you call "self-referential" is where we're at. It's like Identity Hell, sometimes. Navel gazing at its finest. I'd rather read about an oak gazing at its bark.


message 6: by Ken (new)

Ken Fionnuala wrote: "Thanks for the third poem, Ken. It may be about language, and the way language is written down, but I saw it as a painting on a canvas."

FIonnuala: One of your strengths as a reader and reviewer is that visual connection to canvases. I reread it with that in mind!


message 7: by Ilse (new)

Ilse The wordbirds -birdwords brought a yearning for winter, and snow, and turning white pages with mysterious poems late a night. Beautiful poem.

Poor squirrel :(


message 8: by Ken (new)

Ken Ilse wrote: "The wordbirds -birdwords brought a yearning for winter, and snow, and turning white pages with mysterious poems late a night. Beautiful poem.

Poor squirrel :("


I just missed one while driving to the barber today! Some are artful dodgers who have read Dickens. Others wear fur coats designed by tire factories.


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