Friday, September 3, 2010

The Messenger Comments

Rating: 4.3

The thing, he said, would come in the night at three
From the old churchyard on the hill below;
But crouching by an oak fire's wholesome glow,
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Howard Phillips Lovecraft
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This is the right display for the lovecraftian sonnet form, indeed: Three quatrains (in this case all quatrains are ABBA rhymed; and its variants CDDC and EFFE) and one couplet. It corresponds to the shakespearian sonnet form. Just too bad that you have not restored that structure to the 36 sonnets in Fungi from Yuggoth.

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Susan Williams 20 August 2016

There are probably a number of ways this poem could be taken- -but I am in the mood for a straight forward lovable tale about soul-sucking monsters stirring in the dark... yummy Stephen King/Edgar Allen Poe kind of poetry or plot

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Savita Tyagi 20 August 2016

This is a poignant write rocking between faith and doubt and mesmerized by the ultimate truth!

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Liza Sudina 20 August 2016

And the mad truth devoured me like a flame! - this is a genius poem!

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