Sunday, February 1, 2015

Our Street. Comments

Rating: 5.0

It was a long, lively street, I rememember.
The road itself was tar-sealed and cambered;
alongside were rows of drooping power poles
and telephone lines that sagged in the middle
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Michael Walker
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Glen Kappy 21 August 2019

Hey, Michael! I’m exploring your earlier postings in English. (I don’t have the mastery in French to appreciate poetry written in it.) In this one I like “the telephone lines that sagged... as if weighed down by so many conversations.” And the closing line for me lifts it beyond description in its suggestion. (Intentional or not “no-exit” brings to mind Sartre’s play. -Glen

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Michael Walker 21 August 2019

You write some good comments here, making me wonder if I was writing better poems back i 2015, than now. You singled out the best images in the poem. I don't know how I thought of them. I was playing on the meanings of 'one-way street', and 'no-exit'-literal and figurative. I know Sartre's plays, including 'No- Exit' (Huis- Clos'-I think)

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Simone Inez Harriman 18 July 2018

'Telephone lines that sagged in the middle as if weighed down by so many conversations; I love it! perfect imagery. I enjoyed reading your fond memories of where you used to live and your description of the old white walled wooden houses with red or blue shingle roofs10+

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Michael Walker 23 July 2018

Thanks for your very encouraging comment. One of my first poems.

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Tom Billsborough 09 May 2017

Not a sonnet but does it matter as it is a most interesting poem. Your descriptive power is impressive and the street connects two different worlds. I like it. It's a very thoughtful and precise poem.

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Bhargabi Dei Mahakul 01 February 2015

So many conversations in street gives a clear picture about daily life. Wonderful really.

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Michael Walker 08 March 2017

Thanks for your comment, so positive.

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