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jim

72 years old from USA


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The Unmagnificent Lives of Adult Men

2026-06-12
Age happens. Watch out.


Land Of Blue Smoke

2026-06-12
When I was very young my family took a trip to the "Smokies." Coming from the flatland of Illinois, seeing mountains for the first time, was an awakening.

Such a beautiful poem.
jim


Superlative, What?

2026-06-12
To write such a carefully constructed poem that flows this naturally, is so cinematic, and such a pleasure to read, takes . . . persistence!


Superlative

2026-06-12
Your poems exhibit such honesty—this one, and all your poems. I mean this as a compliment, it's rare to read such direct thought-to-words poems, it's makes the reading very personal, very real.

I'm not saying this very well! I like your style!

jim


A Sad Rival-less Poet's Balladry

2026-06-11
No doubt it's lonely at the top.


Sparkling morning dew

2026-06-10
The poetry and the quote both resonated.


Mother

2026-06-10
Ah, you touched my heart with this. Each stanza a unique side of this all-encompassing woman.

jim


In Search Of Light…

2026-06-10
I love this poem of searching and questioning ~~~
I love your use of language and context,

jim


Don'tkey!

2026-06-10
This is delightful. It brings a freshness to the poetbay site.

Welcome!


Untitled - Tanka

2026-06-10
"Fat rats in the dark"

Brilliant.


Untitled - Haiku

2026-06-10
I agree with Sameen, this feels very natural.


Present Bound - A Sonnet

2026-06-10
This touched me, it's truly beautiful.

jim


before my time

2026-06-10
I identify strongly with this poem. It's more than memories evoked, it conjures the intangibles that connected the house and myself as a kid.

I haven't thought theses thoughts for a long time.

I also like the symmetry of the 4-3-4 stanzas.


The Tyger

2026-06-09
I imagine the tyger saw you . . .


Dutch revisions

2026-06-09
I enjoyed this very much.


I’m Thinking of Ending Things

2026-06-09
Imagine a time before paper and writing tools, your poetry would have been sung, and remembered, and passed from one to another, a living form of poetry, unlike our databased unsung songs.


Tongue Twisters

2026-06-09
Sage words, wrought from experience?


Crocodile Tears

2026-06-09
You're talking about two different things: cruelty and conscience. You're not responsible for the shop's owner's cruelty. Were the goat lovingly tended until the axe dropped, it would be a very different poem. Then it would become a poem of conscience.


Folding Clothes

2026-06-09
The first two stanzas describe my life at this moment. The latter lines give me hope.

Maybe I need a little Billie Jean in my life.


Human Beings

2026-06-03
You write with the certainty that comes from experience.


Sing a song

2026-06-02
My music partner and I sing this song (soulfully, heartfelt) ~~~


NO RECALL

2026-06-01
Having just read "Twelve-Thirty-Eight, then this poem "No Recall," I imagine time playing tricks—the tiny girl is in fact someone important in your life, the rock-strewn beach/battlefield an important place in your life. Why not? There is magic everywhere, if you know where to look.

I was captivated (entranced may be a better word) by "Twelve-Thirty-Eight".


Pelicans Flight

2026-05-31
Perhaps it is good to remember that the classic forms are hard, and take time and effort.

This is masterful, I love the theme, watching pelicans whirl and flash and crash in the sea, this is magical.


ONE SMALL PARADISE

2026-05-31
Elusiveness, to hold and let go. It reminds me of the tai chi pose called grasping bird, reaching and touching.


The Valley Commedia

2026-05-30
Amazing.
I was transported by this, Antonio.


Conversations no 6

2026-05-29
: ) !


For Lack of Nightingales

2026-05-28
Not Keats, but John Clare comes to mind, another searcher among the mundane.


Loving Her

2026-05-27
Triolet lends itself to romance, to love.

Wonderful.


Fellow Poets of Poetbay

2026-05-25
Perhaps you could write a challenge, choose a poetic form, explain what it is, give some examples. It could be a good starting point for Fellow Poets, including me.


Master Jack

2026-05-24
I take this line to heart:

"What matters is how I get on and handle life,"

Your poem rings true for me, thank you for sharing,
jim


workshop on the hill

2026-05-24
What an image/tale you've created, bravo and thank you.


AWAY WITH THE FAIRIES

2026-05-23
My thoughts echo Sameen's comment, your writing is still rich with humor and love and life.

jim


landing

2026-05-14
There are so many possibilities of whom "They" might be: warriors, fisherman, adventurers, travelers returning from an Odyssey. I'm intrigued and have visions of each possibility.


The Battle Wages On

2026-05-14
Though I write, I cannot express myself as you can. I appreciate this poem, I share the sentiments wholeheartedly.


The Glass

2026-05-09
Not surprisingly, your poem brings memories of my father and his glass, scotch, not bourbon, and his death, and my presence at his bedside.

I did not say, "Cheers" to my dad, I said, "it didn't have to be so hard."

But I love this poem because I loved my dad despite all.


Winter in May

2026-05-09
You speak, write, the truth.


CONSUMMATION'S COLOURS

2026-05-09
I cannot help but think this poem could not have been written at any point in your life until now—the craft you've honed over a lifetime of writing seems to have come together in this stunningly poignant and reflective poem.


poetical query

2026-05-03
You are asking good questions with ask many answers as there are writers and readers.

I think I first encountered "glister" in Moby Dick, a wonderfully descriptive word.


THE SPACES THAT ARE LEFT

2026-05-01
Sensitive and subtle, you convey something commonplace and extraordinary at the same time, both in the moment and eternal. A poem, most of all, about time—infinite and fleeting?


as the bugle fades

2026-04-25
This led me to read the history of ANZA day, which, I didn't know, is recognized and celebrated (honored) world-wide.

The shared-experience of your last stanza is something missing from life in the U.S., where everything has become politicized and divisive, it is something this country badly needs—a common cause, unity.


Grateful

2026-04-23
I am grateful you discovered poetbay.


Public Schools

2026-04-19
I can testify to the truth of this. It is insidious, and in my mind, just plain weird, because ultimately the goal seems to be turn education into propaganda, stifle thinking, creativity, cognition, create replicants.

Melinda, you have a gift for clearly stating the truth.


The Weight

2026-04-19
I don't know the video, or what the rape academy is, but I do understand this poem—predatory men to be feared.

It has changed the way I, as a man, am perceived as I walk down the street, live my life. I am suspect.


Paradise Revisited

2026-04-11
"I stand ashore, lingering" The poet as observer.

Great use of raging sea metaphor—it works so well.


some poets

2026-04-11
Beautifully expressed, you captured the . . . thrill . . . of writing poetry.


Different Boards

2026-04-10
You have a way of using description in such a unique way. Every poem is an exploration in ideas and words and perspective utterly your own.


Douglas

2026-04-09
Douglas shows a true appreciation for one of life's simple pleasure.

Sweet poem!


At What Cost?

2026-04-07
What blows me away is that NO ONE is his party will stand up to him. You wrote about this a few days ago in "Compliance."

It's shameful, but the opposition to the man is growing everyday, his reign will end in failure, at what cost, though?


This Side of Paradise

2026-03-31
Uniquely Sameen, as always, these melding of minds. More than clever, admirable.


The Sculpture

2026-03-31
So insightful, brilliant & true, generous thoughts, humble, understanding . . .