tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post8059607251561051838..comments2023-09-29T15:38:34.435+05:30Comments on rooted: severence---Monday Poetry Traingautami tripathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04192356825699543613noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-89585088719183974512007-10-04T00:36:00.000+05:302007-10-04T00:36:00.000+05:30powerfulpowerfulpolonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12631341810150848122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-73083351821878938092007-10-03T00:41:00.000+05:302007-10-03T00:41:00.000+05:30Gautami - you always have such a lovely way of str...Gautami - you always have such a lovely way of stringing words and rhythms together. I always appreciate your line breaks. I especially like:<BR/><BR/><I>i am exiting<BR/>in maladroit motion</I><BR/><BR/>and<BR/><BR/><I>you did not envisage<BR/>how parting would fill<BR/>my imagination to the<BR/>point of collapse.</I><BR/><BR/>I actually disagree with Mike. I would remove the last line "now I walk alone." It takes the power away from the beautiful previous stanza, which is quite strong.<BR/>It explains your poem, when the poem does the job itself already. I don't need to be told you walk alone, I just need to read the poem.Danika Dinsmorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06472222686878922186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-70419466322147400472007-10-02T18:20:00.000+05:302007-10-02T18:20:00.000+05:30Awesome Poem. Very brave to walk alone in the face...Awesome Poem. Very brave to walk alone in the face of sadness.Amy Ruttanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02212879406999128140noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-48890906193274389122007-10-02T08:50:00.000+05:302007-10-02T08:50:00.000+05:30I hv stopped dreaming n expecting em all to come t...I hv stopped dreaming n expecting em all to come true...but I havent stopped dreaming altogether.<BR/><BR/>Great poem sweetz!<BR/><BR/>Keshi.Keshihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17147250771662427208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-44499941279349312862007-10-02T06:05:00.000+05:302007-10-02T06:05:00.000+05:30I know this is going to seem out of place.And, tha...I know this is going to seem out of place.<BR/>And, that's because it is out of place. I just came by t'see yer last 3WW and I liked it...<BR/>except for one lil thing.<BR/>At the end, you wrote about how it was unfinished and you didn't know if you would continue it.<BR/>But, that's none of your reader's business.<BR/>We could go with not knowing.<BR/>It isn't criticism at all, either.<BR/><BR/>Cezanne left several pieces unfinished, found after his death, but, then, some were done with his new technique, his original experimentation.<BR/>Not knowing doesn't take from the experience.<BR/>Knowing the status of "unfinished" does.bonemanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01615987464724590203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-27950032638172984142007-10-02T05:42:00.000+05:302007-10-02T05:42:00.000+05:30Sometimes, we're better off alone even though we w...Sometimes, we're better off alone even though we wonder about what we left behind...Susan Helene Gottfriedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12778191943289129869noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-37572413209674973102007-10-02T02:43:00.000+05:302007-10-02T02:43:00.000+05:30this captures the essence of a parting of the ways...this captures the essence of a parting of the ways, whether of lovers, friends, or community.<BR/><BR/>at times like that the imagination weighs heavy with speculation, like a blue star on the point of implodingJoy Reneehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04976987581528470589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-46693268652965627132007-10-02T01:07:00.000+05:302007-10-02T01:07:00.000+05:30A gorgeous poem, stringing stars - so splendid. Th...A gorgeous poem, stringing stars - so splendid. Thank you.get zappedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07716557355765204155noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-7319331034432069002007-10-02T01:06:00.000+05:302007-10-02T01:06:00.000+05:30This comment has been removed by the author.get zappedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07716557355765204155noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-78536903793642077372007-10-01T22:13:00.000+05:302007-10-01T22:13:00.000+05:30The final line is the clincher and for me that's a...The final line is the clincher and for me that's always the measure of great poetry.Mike Davishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09320789675752582743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-42440983006640313882007-10-01T19:23:00.000+05:302007-10-01T19:23:00.000+05:30'yet i see deeply, furtherenough into this distanc...'yet i see deeply, further<BR/>enough into this distance<BR/><BR/>to connect skewed view<BR/>to string stars<BR/>toward each direction<BR/>i have ever known.'<BR/><BR/>Love those closing lines. I've been there absolutely.Julia Phillips Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15392455413201190775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-80651970863692943252007-10-01T19:13:00.000+05:302007-10-01T19:13:00.000+05:30i speculatewhat have you donewhere have you gonest...<I>i speculate<BR/>what have you done<BR/>where have you gone<BR/>stretching the hours<BR/><BR/>for miles, for dreams<BR/>beyond my reach.</I><BR/><BR/>Bad move. Though it's what most people do, it's not very good for the spirit.Lisa Andelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15179973783013139285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-5926564239231470732007-10-01T17:44:00.000+05:302007-10-01T17:44:00.000+05:30endings are most often not visable at the start,, ...endings are most often not visable at the start,, they do not show themselves usually until the last stone has been cast... and then,, it is too late...<BR/><BR/>very well written... i really liked this one...paisleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08231453820728399262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-35990665578309624102007-10-01T17:17:00.000+05:302007-10-01T17:17:00.000+05:30It must be hard to walk away and alone. RosexoIt must be hard to walk away and alone. <BR/><BR/>Rose<BR/><BR/>xoAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-82433884586126513712007-10-01T16:55:00.000+05:302007-10-01T16:55:00.000+05:30i loved this "i speculatewhat have you donewhere h...i loved this "i speculate<BR/>what have you done<BR/>where have you gone<BR/>stretching the hours<BR/>for miles, for dreams<BR/>beyond my reach."<BR/>And the last line is one i've pondered often - because no matter who flows through our lives inside outselves we always walk alone, right?Rhianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17825362911575046105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-19762192255604026422007-10-01T11:50:00.000+05:302007-10-01T11:50:00.000+05:30you handle the topic(be it fact or fiction)so well...you handle the topic<BR/>(be it fact or fiction)<BR/>so well gautami<BR/>powerful and oh so true<BR/>thank youflootshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01530734765701940680noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-26389710456788261312007-10-01T10:15:00.000+05:302007-10-01T10:15:00.000+05:30Wow.Right away this reminded me of The Rubaiyat of...Wow.<BR/>Right away this reminded me of The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam.<BR/><BR/>So beautiful. But you know, it takes the pleasure and the pain to give it balance and make it so.<BR/><BR/>Completed... begin again.<BR/><BR/>*Hugs*<BR/>Scarlett & Viaggiatore<BR/><BR/>By the way, I was nominated for the third addition for the Shameless Lions story and have posted that today.Wanderlust Scarletthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00551514192060606454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-41886277402724148502007-10-01T09:48:00.000+05:302007-10-01T09:48:00.000+05:30You will never be alone.You will never be alone.Whitesnakehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07681488364720396274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-33477518622613895982007-10-01T07:28:00.000+05:302007-10-01T07:28:00.000+05:30Great poem.I see courage through the sadness...Great poem.<BR/>I see courage through the sadness...Jillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12871047592501542942noreply@blogger.com