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| wanderingcloud 2003-06-16 ch 1, | A wonderful poem. I love how you build up the character's angst until the end where "And I remember why I woke up in such despair" where the reader discovers how the man's wife is dad (as you really wouldn't know it without you mentioning it in the summary). I particualarly like the similie "it fell right through my pocket cleanly like the barrel of a gun". |
| glitterjewele 2003-05-28 ch 1, | right ok i know i've already reviewed this, but i just have to tell you that, since this is the seventh time i've been back to read it, i'm putting it on my favorites list. i swear it gets better every time. i mean, i can almost SING it by now. (yes, i'm obsessed, so shoot me - the world will be a better place.) anyhow, i've said it before and i'll be only too happy to say it again: this is brilliant. kudos to you. |
| glitterjewele 2003-05-23 ch 1, | this is utterly FANTASTIC. i LOVE it. first off, it snags you because it has such a perfect almost sing-song rhythm to it, and then the story sucks you in, and then the ending leaves you speechless. it's simply incredible. it makes me want to delve into this guys past and find out more about him . . . lol know what you should do? you should turn this into a collection of memories about his past starting when he met his wife and going up to the present (this poem, but still leave it as chapter one). hey don't blame me, it's your own fault for making it so captivating. :P favorite lines n' tidbits are: "oh, i don't know what to say/i think i thought of you today" (which perfectly exhibits the aforementioned snagging rhythm), "cleanly like the barrel of a gun," "i swill my glass and make a pass," "i can't blame you but i won't blame me" (such an awesome line . . .), "i raise my hand but there's no band,/just that strip that isn't tanned,/ and i remember why i woke in such despair." *chills!* *smiles!* *applause!* a masterpiece! kudos! |
| aleppine 2003-05-22 ch 1, | I. Love. This. There are so many little delicious tidbits of ideas and imagery - the starts just grabbed me, espeically the title, and it continued that way throughout ... 'I raise my hand but there's no band, just the strip that isn't tanned.' It was a wonderful minute spent reading this. The last line's left me a tad sad, though. Oh oh oh ... *sniffing in denial* Brilliant and unusual idea for a poem. |