|Reviews for when he is gone|
| Escapist 10/24/06 . chapter 1
I feel pretty silly reviewing, considering you wrote this more than three YEARS ago, but I was cleaning out my favorites and started to read your poems... "and now everything/tastes like saying his name,/and looking outside a window/at a Delphic streetlamp, which says in a drawly tone/"he is like my light. he is unreachable./you are running/for you own health now"
three years. can you remember your words?
| Scars of Fantasy 6/19/03 . chapter 1
| aleppine 5/18/03 . chapter 1
The focus on the hair is excellent, especially with the way you've scattered them throughout and also bracketed some of them. Lovely writing, again.
| Kievsky 5/16/03 . chapter 1
All I can say is I love this, how it's sad but so resigned to his departure, and the streetlamp's lines are quick but so full of feeling. He sounds so wonderful to have known.
| ShinigamiForever 5/7/03 . chapter 1
*goggles at the weird formatting*
I like the similarity, his hair looking like wheat, and he is delivering cake, but I love the later half of the poem, because it is very wistful and very becoming of you.
| Tethys-Orion 5/1/03 . chapter 1
You made me happy with this one. I love the references to Thoreau. Lindsey, do you go to a private school? and not a regular public school? because the only people i have ever met who could write so and also had knowledge and opinions about American history and literature as you do were either college students or homeschooled . . .
In your poem, I'm not sure if you're comparing someone to Thoreau, or else using Henry David as a metaphor for someone. Or is the poem about him wholly?
| E. Gao 4/30/03 . chapter 1
(wow, do I sound like an uneducated fangirl)
O_O the sad thing is, it's about someone totally unrelated to HAIR (who I'm guessing is jason? perhaps maybe?) and yet I can just SEE that wheatfield hair.
the rest of the imagery is splendid, powerful as well. very heartwrenching, this. [pat]
| sweetspontaneous 4/30/03 . chapter 1
this is more direct than your usual style, i think, but it works just as well. i like the sense of calm in it...and thoreau, of course...also the last two lines are lovely.