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My City

2024-06-22
This makes me think that what makes cities unique is the nature (the flora and fauna), and what makes a city a home is just that—the nature. Otherwise, it's just a place, a spot on a map.


I find us

2024-06-20
intimate silence, sweet!


Chocolate Is His Name

2024-06-18
Both of your older poems have a sweetness and innocence and purity to them. Pure pleasure to read and contemplate, and conjure images.


A Picture With no Name

2024-06-16
If only . . . looking back from the vantage of age (and wisdom?) asks more questions than it answers!

Looking back in wonder, almost, but not quite, able to reach and touch that person, whomever they were.

This poem so seemly simple is a time-machine. Thank you.


somewhere is a new beginning

2024-06-16
I like the idea of "somewhere is a new beginning," but where? If I knew, I would go.


DECEIVING CANVAS

2024-06-16
one can't believe their own eyes~~~


REVENIR

2024-06-12
A beautiful love story, Allen, beautifully written—past and present as one, and love is eternal.


RETRACING TIME

2024-06-12
I can see why you wanted to write this in prose as well. It is a story, and the poem tells the story, but obliquely, with subtlety.

You write this with a very gentle touch. Light as a feather.


the devil's advocate

2024-06-01
Another era, different mores, true.
Different men with different motives.


The Queen Elisabeth competition

2024-05-30
Were a virtuoso to listen to her critics, she would never become a virtuoso.


everything is in everything (corrected)

2024-05-30
You have a great appreciation for the English language, these are two words new to me.


the century began like this

2024-05-28
Astute observations, with a spot-on finale.


Worthy

2024-05-27
I don't read this as a rant, more of an airing and sharing of thoughts, taking stock. I wish you the very best going forward.


Twilight Star

2024-05-27
Highly atmospheric ~ I could hear the sound of the wooded wolf, twilight descending.


Extended Play

2024-05-22
I enjoy all of the sequence. I relate to the fifth personally.

"Summer is more bane than boon"

Summer's heat and adult sensibilities are reminders that summers are not what they were during childhood, the freedom it afforded, the sense of release; the way time seemed to expand, slowing down with the long days.

Thank you, as always, for your poetry.


Communion

2024-05-13
My neighbor has a plaque on the wall which reads:

FEAR GOD

I'm not sure why she finds that comforting.


apt to live

2024-05-07
Some resist change, some embrace it, most seem to cope, suffer the lows, enjoy the highs. That's me.


Two Little Cats

2024-05-07
Your poems are always a pleasure to read.


UNBELIEVABLE LOSS

2024-04-28
You're right. There is no justice, only an imperfect concept of it. I wonder what that leaves? Luck?

You capture the sorrow of lives cut short, or never lived. True then, true now.


up to date

2024-04-14
Not necessarily. Philosophy changes in fits and starts when someone presents new ideas, upsetting the status quo. A professor may find themselves very much out of step when returning after a 30 year absence.

I agree about technology. And, I despair that we are going to devote more and more of each day trying to keep up with the changes in our lives. Which means less time for leisure, for critical thinking, for peace of mind.


Biographies

2024-04-12
The light-hearted tone belies a deep, deep appreciation.


thus

2024-04-03
Perhaps we are infinitely puzzled?


the reading grids

2024-04-03
From the first scribbler on, all through time, political rants with hints of fun have been written. You carry on a great tradition, think Keats and Donne and Ginsberg and . . . on and on, not to mention the endless women who have written and been ignored.

See, that last bit I wrote, about women—that's my brief, but political rant.


Song

2024-04-03
A tuneful litany of delights. Whoever is on the receiving end of this song is surely smiling.


The Sprawl of Things

2024-04-03
Perhaps writing in Pope's couplets with change such vertical thinking!


UNIVERSAL RIGHT!

2024-03-29
I wonder if there may be a cultural element to it. Many of my friends say, "have a blessed day," but this relatively new. Growing up I never heard it. I hear it more in small towns, less often in cities.

When you end a comment with, "blessings," I am touched and reciprocate in kind.

l'chaim!


The timeless song of Heart

2024-03-28
"wordless understanding" is a wonderful phrase, Nils.

Thank you for this.


She Speaks

2024-03-25
She sounds to be a substantial woman—a woman who may change the world for the better. A politician that listens, how refreshing.


Five Random Jottings

2024-03-24
I wonder if this is the first time the words "supple" and "soul" have been joined in prose or poem.

The short form is wonderful, so purposeful.


She Speaks

2024-03-23
you may be writing about a woman
or you may be writing about women

either way—you speak for someone, and must wonder—are you being heard, is yours another voice in the wind?

you are heard, at least by one
and i'm sure by many more


IN LADY GAGA-LAND

2024-03-23
this feels utterly generous ~~~


Push Yourself

2024-03-18
That you speak to yourself as "dear one" is so sweet, so true to yourself.


A Poet's History

2024-03-17
I think you are the perfect example for young poets, and if first draft complacency is where you are today (2014), so be it. This is where the next iteration begins, n'est-ce pas?


Deposition

2024-03-08
i'm guessing the painting is titled: it's a man's world.


THE UNIVERSE

2024-03-08
I am heartened by this, by the language and intent and thoughtfulness ~~~


understandable poem

2024-03-06
shades of emelèn

jeg forstår
[i hope that makes sense]

so nice to see your words again, floating in, as they do, from a distance


Wait

2024-03-01
waiting is delicious ~


Theme for a dream

2024-02-22
In the time it took to read this, an entire film of its events passed through my thoughts. It is a very good theme.


a reluctant bureaucrat

2024-02-21
Did you play "cat's cradle" as a child? A string game between friend? This poem reminds me of that, giving and taking, handing off one thought to another, always coming back to home for more.

Finesse. Indeed. Elegance of thought.


HER PRAISE

2024-01-02
Your poem presages the song: "The Book of Love" by a decade or two.


Calm in love

2024-01-02
Love Longing Calm

exactly, you convey that so well ~~~


working is my therapy

2023-12-30
obligation vs morals?


Midnight, O Midnight

2023-12-25
I appreciate the subtle changes in your paraphrasing—gentler, inclusive, not surprising given your nature.

This is a touching way begin this momentous day. I hope the tone is sustained throughout the day, the world needs to . . . settle down and . . . listen.


It is Christmas by Ann Wood

2023-12-24
It's good to be reminded get off the "endless merry-go round."

True enough. Quiet time, reflect, breathe. Gather oneself. Appreciate.

Believe in miracles, believe in something greater than oneself.


Like Alchemy

2023-12-24
i plagiarize: "tender is the night"
this is so beautifully sad and loving and moving and heartfelt~


Yellow moon

2023-12-24
Amid your midnight rounds you think of words, that is a poet.


The Grief Pin

2023-12-24
Grief is a part-time job. The real work, the hard work, comes in mining joy~

That's what I thought as I read your words~


ocean of love

2023-12-19
Sameen got it right.


Words that float

2023-12-19
'It made me feel so lonely, I could'nt help the tears.'

'Don't see the blot,"

Emily Dickinson


a man, his story

2023-12-17
or more despairing