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| from beneath the bell jar 2007-02-12 ch 1,  | abusewow this poem was the epitome of a perfection I can't explain. It was perfect and I loved it. Esp. the stanzas about Valentine's day, looking for Narnia in all the lockers, and singing disney songs, and also the bit about Sylvia Plath, well, the whole poem. Perfect. I loved the madness of it - the denial (when she says all men are wimps), and trying to escape reality. Great piece. Not sure I understand the ending though *pout* but I will reread. Once again, utterly fantastic. |
| in theory 2005-08-08 ch 1, | abuseWow. I'm lost for words, I loved every line of this. |
| AboveTheSalt 2005-06-19 ch 1, | abusesadly frightening. love the last two stanzas especially. you're very good with tying things up at the end. crazy is all a matter of perspective (as are most things in life, but hey). liked this v. much. -salt. |
| KonekOniko 2005-06-05 ch 1, | abusebrilliant, absolutely brilliant. AMAZING format, original idea, and wonderful use of words, as usual. beautiful job...-gives you a cookie- good job. |
| and flowers 2005-06-01 ch 1, | abuseso pleasant. you are going on my favorites. you are simply wonderful. |
| WiredWords 2005-05-31 ch 1, | abusei think it was effective the way you jump around from scenes of fairy tales, to romance to popoular literaure and then brought it all back to familiar scenes like school. the dropping words worked well. 'lust-red' was brilliant, brilliant, BRILLIANt.props>>please rate my poetry when you get the chance> |
| Manuel Fajar 2005-05-21 ch 1, | abusea choice is not for condemnation's sake, in life so many paths to climb one hill, while tesselations fill night sky's journey, yes my friend,—we are quite mad you and I, but in the company of eight billion, minds that delusional believe they're sane, there's always hope of large digressions fond, excursions into worlds that they can't see,— i've been through rabbit-holes and mirrors flat, inhabited in lands where love exists, seen places where music is red heart's soul, discovered golden means that treasure life, and I can tell you this with surety, your mind is the most precious of all gifts, nurture it,—as tender as an orchid, for you will offer world a beauty rare. |
| Nobody-n-Particular 2005-05-08 ch 1, | abuseFascinating. I like it. |
| addie pray 2005-04-30 ch 1, | abuseFantastic. I can't really offer much more than that. Just fantastic. |
| sine 2005-04-29 ch 1, anon. | abuse-applause I was shocked, startled, stunned and surprised by the subject matter of this poem. It is sad. I like. |
| Ohmm 2005-04-29 ch 1, | abuseYour disjointed storytelling is beautifully lyrical. Going on favorites! |
| Laiqualaurelote 2005-04-28 ch 1, anon. | abuseYou're sending loads of mixed messages. And they're all alarming. Are you referring to yourself? (Narnia and all) Except some of the allusions seem a bit irrelevant. (the WOODBRIDGE home) The last line intrigues me. I don't know why. Love, Livvy. I've been WAITING for you to update... |
| catseyeview 2005-04-27 ch 1, | abuseloved the format...awesome poem |
| tablesalt 2005-04-27 ch 1, | abusewhoa. nice stuff, melly. and yeah, we're all mad. "she tried to dive into the riverbut the water wasn't there"lovely. -salt. |
| lostontheroof 2005-04-26 ch 1, | abuseHave I told you before you're an amazing writer? I'm sure I have, but just in case: you're awesome. Definetly one of my favorites of all time. Hardly ameture to me. |