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| Reviewed by Diana Legun |
4/6/2012 |
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| I like the title. 'Thirty Summers Left,' as in left behind; or thirty summers left, as in remaining. Fits well with the trilogy nomenclature, "growing younger"; the dichotomy of growing older and staying younger. Thirtysomething....very nice middle either way it is served. ~~ Diana |
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| Reviewed by Budd Nelson |
4/3/2012 |
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Odin,
A perfect reflection to the point with room for all your readers to add their own images.
Budd |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
4/3/2012 |
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"...Forever replanting impressions.."
ah yes, the nub of it, the cycle
we can't resist and can't afford to...
i like this kernel reflection, Odin,
it hits home true
john |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton |
4/3/2012 |
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| I love the three prints of one's hand in the mud as a allegory of a life span, and the fact that the prints were made in the mud rather than the sand also is telling. Short poem, full of meaning. |
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| Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather |
4/3/2012 |
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| That is a great last act. Loved this. |
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