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by indar
Fri Jan 17, 2020 8:34 pm
Forum: Post Your Poems
Topic: When the last ship sails
Replies: 14
Views: 252

Re: When the last ship sails

Hi Colm, You continue your exploration of your subject---here quite literally. Taken as part of the whole of your writings this is one more in your shifting attitudes toward death. I relate somewhat to this one as an arrival at some kind of understanding of the event as a clearing of the vision of d...
by indar
Fri Jan 17, 2020 8:20 pm
Forum: Post Your Poems
Topic: Big Orange Sun
Replies: 12
Views: 134

Re: Big Orange Sun

Hi Trish and nice to find a writer new to this forum. I caught on the opening lines of this piece that is probably unique to my read: the giant orange conjures up "James and the Giant Peach", an early favorite of the books I read to my grandson. But since the title tells us the sun is a big orange p...
by indar
Fri Jan 17, 2020 7:55 pm
Forum: Post Your Poems
Topic: Island Fiction
Replies: 18
Views: 370

Re: Island Fiction

What a word picture! I think I have figured out a few unfamiliar terms: Jumper, for instance, must be some kind of warm clothing--that's good enough for me. I have done enough knitting to know what purling is--the knit stitch backwards. I am hearing the voice of an elderly woman (hands clawed from a...
by indar
Fri Jan 17, 2020 7:43 pm
Forum: Post Your Poems
Topic: Aspen Sisters
Replies: 6
Views: 120

Re: Aspen Sisters

On the first read the sonics swept me off my feet. Such harmony of sound accentuates the harmonious scene you have created with this warm, wonderful write that fills this reader with longing.
by indar
Fri Jan 17, 2020 7:35 pm
Forum: Post Your Poems
Topic: Hearing Things
Replies: 3
Views: 62

Re: Hearing Things

Hi Tim, Should the first lines read: The skies seem or the sky seems? And would the sky, who thinks its doings are none of our business, be better characterized as "private " more than "personal"? Love the 62cent rosary in the second stanza but not wild about the repetition of wind/wind chill. Havin...
by indar
Fri Jan 17, 2020 7:24 pm
Forum: Post Your Poems
Topic: Spectacle of Death
Replies: 18
Views: 312

Re: Spectacle of Death

Hi Deb, I recently posted a piece I referred to as a "grief write". There is something cathartic about posting such a thing to the fellow writers that have participated, some times for years, with you on a poetry forum where the power of poetry is celebrated. We understand the need to process throug...
by indar
Tue Dec 03, 2019 10:59 pm
Forum: Post Your Poems
Topic: We Sold His Grandma's House
Replies: 6
Views: 320

Re: We Sold His Grandma's House

This is a grief-write. I am devastated. I'll be back to participate in a little while
by indar
Tue Dec 03, 2019 10:57 pm
Forum: Post Your Poems
Topic: We Sold His Grandma's House
Replies: 6
Views: 320

We Sold His Grandma's House

Every stitch of clothes he owned lay in piles around him, one pair of shoes walked down at the heels, he always slipped his feet in rather than untie them. The room appeared uninhabited it took his cousin searching to find his body beneath his sleeping bag. We'd been in and out moving furniture, cl...
by indar
Tue Nov 12, 2019 3:03 pm
Forum: Post Your Poems
Topic: Just Patterns
Replies: 7
Views: 315

Re: Just Patterns

Here is a fine example and the best argument in favor of using the internet to full advantage. The poem COULD stand alone but why SHOULD it. The artist owes you one. Your vision of her piece works to the advantage of both. I love this as you knew I would. Beyond the commentary on the actual work the...
by indar
Mon Nov 11, 2019 2:27 pm
Forum: Post Your Poems
Topic: A Challenge - Let's See What We Can Create in Honor of Veteran's Day
Replies: 15
Views: 409

Re: A Challenge - Let's See What We Can Create in Honor of Veteran's Day

from a collection I'm still working on titled "Stories from the Silence" My father was a gunner on an LST in the South Pacific. I don't know which islands he patrolled-- below the equator. He had photos of initiation rites held on deck as they crossed zero latitude: An old hand presided dressed as ...