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What a gorgeously constructed
Posted on Tue, 02 Jun 2015
What a gorgeously constructed tribute and 'a lot alive.' Your metaphors for time and the peace of the scene are transporting.
Adored this. Beautifully done. Can picture the process of how he/she got bones to plate artfully, the deft knife along lines of flight. I saw euthanasia in it. You've restrained emotion, made it procedural, which gives it so much more than you...
'It' is conveyed in such a loathsome way. The words fall off the tongue, loaded with assonance and quickly barked bitter. Made me think of Voldemort. He shall not be. A poem to be heard in a room full of listeners. The flip over is deft, Bee, you...
This is really good. A mythically mad minefield of sex and drugs, nightmares and capitalist dreams. Something Chaucerian about it in a more explicit way.
You've nailed Sunday Night Syndrome and made it so much more final with death. Very well done. I thought Sundays were just full of fly-stamped joints and stained uniforms in my childhood.
Captured something irretrievable, here. Difficult to pin down a specific time in life and a moment in words with any ease, Tina, plus that gut-aching regret when you can't go back. It's expressed distinctly here.
This reminded me of a book I had in childhood called 'Druscilla.' The themes of growth and death are steeped in sour blackberries, the child's minds wild as heathens against the religious backdrop. Made me desperate to find the book. A glorious...
Animated dialogue and comes full circle with the tragic fish gazing - the residents are fish - it all comes back to deterioration and time passages, ageing is a waiting process and fish witness our olds doing nothing in nursing homes all over....
What a gorgeously constructed
Posted on Tue, 02 Jun 2015
What a gorgeously constructed tribute and 'a lot alive.' Your metaphors for time and the peace of the scene are transporting.
Read full commentPosted in Quietus
Adored this. Beautifully done
Posted on Tue, 02 Jun 2015
Adored this. Beautifully done. Can picture the process of how he/she got bones to plate artfully, the deft knife along lines of flight. I saw euthanasia in it. You've restrained emotion, made it procedural, which gives it so much more than you...
Read full commentPosted in Dull certainty
'It' is conveyed in such a
Posted on Fri, 29 May 2015
'It' is conveyed in such a loathsome way. The words fall off the tongue, loaded with assonance and quickly barked bitter. Made me think of Voldemort. He shall not be. A poem to be heard in a room full of listeners. The flip over is deft, Bee, you...
Read full commentPosted in Exit Stage Left
This brings out psychological
Posted on Sun, 24 May 2015
This brings out psychological torment in a very sharp, clear way. The mind and the relationship play off each other so that your reader feels twisted.
Read full commentPosted in Gave it to the sea
This is really good. A
Posted on Sat, 16 May 2015
This is really good. A mythically mad minefield of sex and drugs, nightmares and capitalist dreams. Something Chaucerian about it in a more explicit way.
Read full commentPosted in Madness Montage
You've nailed Sunday Night
Posted on Thu, 14 May 2015
You've nailed Sunday Night Syndrome and made it so much more final with death. Very well done. I thought Sundays were just full of fly-stamped joints and stained uniforms in my childhood.
Read full commentPosted in A Small Ceasing to Be
Captured something
Posted on Mon, 04 May 2015
Captured something irretrievable, here. Difficult to pin down a specific time in life and a moment in words with any ease, Tina, plus that gut-aching regret when you can't go back. It's expressed distinctly here.
Read full commentPosted in Now Blooms the Magnolia
The buggy photo , the grown
Posted on Sun, 03 May 2015
The buggy photo , the grown up boy crying with his balding head, the word economy that leaves you to imagine. Made me tearful. A poignant piece.
Read full commentPosted in Big
This reminded me of a book I
Posted on Sat, 02 May 2015
This reminded me of a book I had in childhood called 'Druscilla.' The themes of growth and death are steeped in sour blackberries, the child's minds wild as heathens against the religious backdrop. Made me desperate to find the book. A glorious...
Read full commentPosted in Measles
Animated dialogue and comes
Posted on Fri, 01 May 2015
Animated dialogue and comes full circle with the tragic fish gazing - the residents are fish - it all comes back to deterioration and time passages, ageing is a waiting process and fish witness our olds doing nothing in nursing homes all over....
Read full commentPosted in Surface Tension
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