It took me a pretty long time to pick one of your poems to review, not only because there are lots of them to choose from, but because I had that weird 'there is one for me' sensation and felt like I had to read until I found the right poem. This is The Right Poem. (5:30 AM and Does the Hawk Know it's Sunday were close behind.)

It is beautiful how you take enormous, uncontainable things, and place them tidily in containers on Her shelves. I absolutely love your first stanza.

The next two stanzas leave me unsatisfied on a spiritual and philosophical level - I am not so convinced that nothing changes, nor that God has gone idle. (But then, my perspective is skewed - I'm currently taking a virology class and recently learned that the scientifically accepted sequence for a strain of a certain species of viral DNA may not match a single virus in existence, simply because viruses change so radically from one generation to the next and they vary so widely within a species.)

I would ask, though, whether She has simply run out of inspiration. If She could pull all of creation from Her imagination, whyever stop?

(Thank you, by the way, for the review - I really appreciated it.)

wonderful imagery. xx

wow. I didn't review this? eeck. I like the idea of someone above being even more confused and desperate for purpose than we are. but that's depressing-not only do we not have any purpose, but there literally isn't any such thing, just something we came up with to make ourselves feel better. this is deep and impeccably phrased and deeply sorrowful. bravo.

hm what an interesting concept here. that is an interesting image of god being some man with a shelf full of wonders.

I love your writing.

I forgot about Fictionpress for a while...but I think I want to get back into it. Your name was one of the first that came back into my head when i started thinking about FP again, so I decided to come see if you'd written anything since my beloved Dreamwalkers.

Well, I'm out!

-Harrison.

Wow, well, I hope that our god has his plan worked out more than she does. This wasa short, but rather interesting poem.

What ever happened to your crossing guard story by the way? it was very good.Remy/The Blind Guardian

how cool! I really enjoyed yourwriting style. It really is true to the theme you're stating. It is very dperessing yet bold! I like it

What an original topic and what an interesting treatment...I really appreciated the images of the first few linces...very nice touch ending with a pair of simple questions. There's something a little ambiguous about the poems meaning and point...not sure if that was intentional. either way, nicely done and thank you thank you thank you for the reviews!

Thanks for the review on my poem! :-) I really like this one; it's extremely powerful, while concentrating on, i guess you could call it...faded memories? There's a longing, a wistfullness in your words; it's really amazing. Definitely a favorite. Hope you read more of my own works.~Kat

This makes me think of two things, and maybe I'm way off, but "The Intelligent Design" being an issue to be introduced to our schools and 2, God could be a She...anyway, even on the simpliest of levels this is well written and sounds the ear. So nice to hear from you...glad to see your back! - Christine

Good poem, if not rhiming; but thats OK. As a side note, God is usually referred to as a "He", but whatever works for you.

very interesting. i've often wondered if this is how a god would feel. why bother creating something if no one will ever appreciate it and if they'll just destroy it?

at least, that's what your poem made me think about. sorry if that's not what you were trying to get across.

I really like this, the image of someone (a women of all people) controlling everything with her shelfs filled with all of the things that make us happy. I like the mystical side of creation much more then I like the biblical. Keep up the good work.

Much love,Juliet.