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Thanks guys, I've been trying to work on using more solid imagery instead of the abstract. Going from poetry to prose is taking a bit getting used to.
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Full of some lovely phrases - too many to mention but I did like "calloused hearts and soft fingers" - the poignancy of the minutiae of everyday things - Oh! it's so sad that final caring sigh ...
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Yeah I know. You’re all alone out there too. Amongst so many faces feigning interest.
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Lucid Windows Replied:
I'm with E.G.O. on this one, you know I'm a glutton for mythology! Dynamic stories and dynamic living is what it is all about which is why we've always attempted to give testimony. If nothing else, mythology is the one thing our species generally agrees upon - hell, just look at how well Hollywood is doing! A myth is a story reflecting who we are. It's a non-poets (poetry).
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enkidukid Replied:
Thanks - I'm a little concerned there might be just too many "bits"!
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A letter I sent to my father. I have not seen him in over a decade. I'm publishing this online as proof that even the strongest grudges blossom i...
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Best of Scribd. Mazel tov, Gerald. "I wouldn't be who I am today if you hadn't done what you did then." He's reading, I bet; now other dads can too.
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Beautiful, just beautiful, Gerald. Truthful. Pain leading to understanding leading to love which always leads to forgiveness. thank you for posting such excellent, passionate work here so I could r...
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I'm slowly 'catching up' on the subscribers who have kindly showed unexpectedly. I loved the P.S. end, innocent in your remark that you are a published poet. Family, of thick blood, do not hold the...
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Thank you for sharing something so personal. To have overcome this loss and see the 'beauty in even the darkest corners" is a gift.
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E_Gerald_Oberman Replied:
Yes, often the image inspired by the muse becomes more than the muse ever could. We write poetry around ideals that hover slightly out of our grasp. I write for the romance inspired by the being, not for the being which inspired the romance. :)
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IslamDawah Replied:
Not forgetting, that someone is always a figment of imagination, a utopian-being not a real life figure.
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Thank you all for the nice comments. Just to be clear, this is a fiction story. And no, there are no billboards that say "dirty Jew," not that I'd be surprised if there were. :P Glad you all enj...
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Sad and wild and trenchant and poignant. And I could visualize the entire thing. Such soft ending. Very well written.
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Gaea (eclipsed) she's all alone out there, a drop of maple blood rolled in sand; expanding skies and consciousness, she awaits. exploding finger ti...
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Lovely - I particularly like the connections you make between the small and the vast.
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Oh your talent to analogize! It almost feels humid here in snowy Michigan right now! Excellent!
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