captured these moments with lovely, delicate subtle word combinations...lines like reaching through the drivers door/to conjure up a metallic scraping/until the engine bubbled into life/like a mountain spring bottling these little cameos, as you...
I really enjoyed the clarity of the writing, especially the 'insomniac sensory memory...' the power of an image to spring out at you in the present and clarify some aspect of the past. something you want to forget or had forgotten..The Dance...
Love this, Tina. Bottled 'laughter' is my childhood obsession. Used to fill bottles with laughter from age 7, still have them, don't dare take the lids off. You've applied a dear metaphor to a much loved person. Except it isn't a metaphor, it's...
Moving and disturbing, this is a smashing letting-go poem glowing in a crystall ball mix of black and white words, at times dark and dank and then young and skippy; a perfect balance for innocence's loss divided. It's full of zappy, peppery...
By Stephen Thom
captured these moments with
Posted on Wed, 14 Jan 2015
captured these moments with lovely, delicate subtle word combinations...lines like reaching through the drivers door/to conjure up a metallic scraping/until the engine bubbled into life/like a mountain spring bottling these little cameos, as you...
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By blackjack-davey
I really enjoyed the clarity
Posted on Sun, 29 Dec 2013
I really enjoyed the clarity of the writing, especially the 'insomniac sensory memory...' the power of an image to spring out at you in the present and clarify some aspect of the past. something you want to forget or had forgotten..The Dance...
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By VeraClark
Love this, Tina. Bottled
Posted on Thu, 26 Dec 2013
Love this, Tina. Bottled 'laughter' is my childhood obsession. Used to fill bottles with laughter from age 7, still have them, don't dare take the lids off. You've applied a dear metaphor to a much loved person. Except it isn't a metaphor, it's...
Read full commentPosted in Mistletoe and Mothballs
By jolono
Loved this perspective of our
Posted on Mon, 09 Dec 2013
Loved this perspective of our great city Johnshade. Great lines in this.
Whorish lipstick on a pox scarred face, Pornographic Nurses on a Cholera ward, suicide induced small talk, and then the best of all, the last line.
Great stuff...
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By blighters rock
Moving and disturbing, this
Posted on Wed, 27 Nov 2013
Moving and disturbing, this is a smashing letting-go poem glowing in a crystall ball mix of black and white words, at times dark and dank and then young and skippy; a perfect balance for innocence's loss divided. It's full of zappy, peppery...
Read full commentPosted in A Study in Pysanky
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