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This poignant poem is your
Posted on Thu, 10 Jun 2021
This poignant poem is your way coming to terms with the sad unravelling of the one you love. This is something many of us will have to face. I found it terribly moving.
There are so many lovely lines. "What is is present, gone. What might...
Posted in The Breach
Oh darling, I know how much
Posted on Sun, 07 Jun 2020
Oh darling, I know how much you adored your little Irie. May she play forever in your garden.
Perhaps it is a little comforting that this was picked as Poem of the Month, and to know that somehow, somewhere, Irie is very pleased for you!...Read full comment
Posted in Iriecat
A deeply moving description
Posted on Thu, 31 Oct 2019
A deeply moving description of alienation. The fragmentary form of the poem suits the subject matter. (Should steeling time's soundings be stealing time's soundings?)
Lines that particularly affected me were: "beats...Read full comment
Posted in severed soul
Pow! An explosion of colour,
Posted on Sun, 16 Sep 2018
Pow! An explosion of colour, intense emotion and passion. You have a way of making us fall in love with your magical characters because your words have a ring of truth about them. Like a Leonard Cohen lyric.Read full comment
Posted in Tangerine static
This took me by surprise.
Posted on Tue, 19 Jun 2018
This took me by surprise. Sharply beautiful and very moving. It reveals a hidden aspect of your personality and suggests a different direction for your creative imagination. She IS your daughter, and you are her father.Read full comment
Posted in I have an imaginary daughter
Those of us familiar with
Posted on Sat, 02 Jun 2018
Those of us familiar with Lavadis's bleak inner universe suspect, and probably with good reason, that his unfortunate young protagonist will eventually prevail against outrageous fortune (and outrageous mother) and embark upon a fabulous...Read full comment
Posted in And? - Bedlam
There is much beauty revealed
Posted on Mon, 30 Oct 2017
There is much beauty revealed with each new reading of this long, moving lament. So many lines linger in the mind:
"A year not lived in time lost forever in rhyme."
"Lain bare its ashen self ... there."
"To enfold the newest...
Posted in You Ask Me “How Am I”