|Reviews for Oh Those Little Lies|
| A Sensuous Darkness chapter 1 . 11/19/2008
Isn't it so true that the poetry we wrote as young kids is stunning, and we could spend the rest of our lives trying to recreate something of equivalent promise? I have poetry from the age 9 that perfectly describes the feeling of silence, where now I could write 10 lines stumbling over my words trying to capture the same effect.
Those were hard lessons to learn, I remember too, in that "playing the game" as they say someone always gets hurt, usually the person you don't want to hurt, very usually you yourself...painful.
I like this poem a lot. It winds through a maze, just like the experience it is based on probably wound up being like a maze, both linguistically (the confusion of selling vs telling, lies and secrets, the rhyme scheme) and in the style which deftly describes the chaos and confusion that was created in a manner that is clear yet leaves the impression of confusion. Keep writing and I will be sure to read other examples of your work.