Friday, February 13, 2009

Island To Island Comments

Rating: 3.6

The wind of humanity washes over me
Tugging at my clothes
sucking the breath from my lungs.
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nomad omnia 02 September 2009

Quick reply to Jacqui and Matt, and thanks both for your comments. 'The Lake Isle', Matt, yes, I love it, one of the poems I memorised in primary school, and which has brought me comfort ever since. If this piece brought that to your mind, then I am honoured indeed! Jacqui, you are right - 'unkind' would fit better...and I am now tempted to change it! . But for this piece, I didn't do any formal crafting, just let it roll, as Matt says. And i wanted accuracy...the place that inspired it is not unkind, but it can be unforgiving. (But me, I always forgive...eventually! ! : -))

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Matt Mooney 02 September 2009

A great poem.It rolls on like the ocean itself. Read WB Yeat's 'The Lake Isle of Inishfree'.

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Jacqui Thewless 02 September 2009

Nice poem. One word bugged me, tho: The Atlantic never so unforgiving. Corpse-cold - would have preferred: The Atlantic never so unkind. Corpse-cold - since have a thing for alliteration / and / syllable-counting! Forgive?

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Neil Mac Neil 22 August 2009

LIked this poem very much. Its imagery and movement work well. I have written and publsihed several poems about the islands and highlands of Scotland. I hope to read more of your work in the coming weeks.

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Patti Masterman 13 August 2009

This is my kind of metaphor! Thank you for such colorful journey.

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