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| Reviewed by Muhammad Al Mahdi |
7/5/2009 |
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Very beautiful, trivial and sacred, like a counterpart to Aberjhani's
poem on his grandmother. It shows what matters more than anything external: the depth of the soul, the true light caught in it, the power and the searching resistance that goes from generation to generation across the ages. |
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| Reviewed by SOULFUL SHEE G. Pulsing In Passionate Purple PassionS |
9/24/2006 |
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| I feel for ya' Girl! The pain and agony of ageless wonder! More challenges to face headon! Wonderfully felt and written! Forgiveness brings a Stronger sense within you! Wonderful to do! Warm HuGs! *She* |
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| Reviewed by Iva Lawson |
9/15/2006 |
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You were right. I can relate to this poem. I watched Daddy succumb to lung cancer. He was 72 Five years before the demon disease ravaged him, he looked to be about 45. Handsome, all his teeth in his head, and none of them store bought. His smile could light up the world or a small childs face and his wisdom changed the course of the lives of many of my friends and acquaintances. They gobbled up his humoar and wit and most certainly have been better for it.
Thanks for this insight, girl. As always, it's on point. |
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| Reviewed by K. Mulroney |
9/13/2006 |
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| Wow. Lots of metaphors here. This is a deeply thought out piece with faded rings of regret. This is wonderfully written! |
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| Reviewed by Kate Burnside |
9/12/2006 |
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| I am in awe of this write, Nordette... I was going to paste my favourite lines, but, dammit, they are ALL just sheer class. Pure emotion wrought through the Parnassian flame. This is tender and honouring, but also edgy and honest so that we can get a firm handle on the strong characters involved. And the sustained imagery is a delight as your beloved father sinks down into mythical depths. You have soooo nailed it... it is both agonising and fascinating to witness this process in a loved one; it is equally a privilege and a deep pain. This is one of the most wonderful writes on the subject of an ageing parent that I have ever read. And done in a way that only you could do. I talk and wobble - please forgive! :)) I'm just so bowled over with the potency of this poem... stiff or what!! :)) Bless you and thank you, Kate xx |
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| Reviewed by A PAX |
9/11/2006 |
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Oh wow
felt like I was looking thru the window of your souls
so finely written
I can imagine the anguish.........and love
pax A |
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| Reviewed by William Bonilla |
9/11/2006 |
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Thanks for sharing this enjoyable write
An excellent write
William
Love & Peace |
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| Reviewed by Handsum Hart |
9/10/2006 |
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A splendid write!
Take care
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| Reviewed by Rhonda Galizia |
9/10/2006 |
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Nordette,
What a glorious acknowledgment of your father, then and now....and how frail, the now. I lost mine 2 1/2 years ago. He suffered from Parkinson's Disease, and life became so difficult for
him, it broke my heart....because in his heart, he longed to be that other Father, too.
God bless you and your Father.
Rhonda |
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| Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader) |
9/10/2006 |
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| With aging, one cannot but be realistic and admit what before was intolrable. Thus your father grows weary with life and hurts you, but you forgive. Blessings to you for that. Great poem. Victor |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
9/9/2006 |
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Such honesty and beauty in this eloquent and unique tribute Nordette!
Splendid write! |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
9/8/2006 |
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| a gem, Nordette ... |
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| Reviewed by * Aberjhani |
9/8/2006 |
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THE MERMAIDS SINGING HUSH place with love a laurel of honor and respect upon the brow of a patriarch no longer empowered by the strength of his body or the clarity of his wisdom. Nobility fills these moving syllables with the grace and compassion of a true daugter's caring spirit.
Aberjhani |
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| Reviewed by Sherry Heim |
9/8/2006 |
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The toughest part of watching our parents go through this is the knowledge that we are only 20 or so years behind them. I think the one thing I will try to do differently is that I will try not to be angry because I am old. I think I would like to share all that I have known and done as I get older and let the aches and pains go on without my having an ongoing negative attitude about them. There are certain trade-offs to longevity and I just have to keep reminding myself that "If I want the rainbow, there is no point in complaining about a little rain." Your words pull at the heartstrings, Nordette. It is not easy watching those we love struggle, even if it means that we get to be with them for a while longer.
Take care,
Sherry |
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| Reviewed by richard cederberg |
9/8/2006 |
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Aging is certainly indiscriminate, and everyone relinquishs in varied and unique ways.
This is an exceptionally noble write which bridges the metaphorical and real life seamlessly.
Powerful imagery and equally powerful content.
"The Mermaids Singing Hush" is a gem to be cherished and savored because it speaks to all people in clear and concise terms.
Light and wisdom ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
9/8/2006 |
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Beautiful Offering Nordette!!
Love Tinka |
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| Reviewed by Dove JoAnne Cromp (Reader) |
9/8/2006 |
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Dearest precious Nordette, this is awesome snd beautiful work..You have the talent of great composition!!!!Love it--
Eternal Love, Dove |
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| Reviewed by J M |
9/8/2006 |
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"We Forgive" This is so inspiring and powerful....
Joselyn |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
9/8/2006 |
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This is a deely reaching creation, Nordette. It stirs my soul with it powerful emotions and meanings. It is worthy of much more than a single reading. Thank you for sharing this offering. Love and peace,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
9/8/2006 |
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Baby Girl, you know how to move me with powerful, inspiring verse. Thank you for penning this beauty; well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. |
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| Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU |
9/8/2006 |
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Social-psychological and symbological nourishment can be taken from
"The Mermaids Singing Hush"; a composition that touches the heart and stimulates de mind.
I have enjoyed the reading of "The Mermaids Singing Hush".
I salute You, Poet.
In admiration and gratitude,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU |
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| Reviewed by J Daniels |
9/8/2006 |
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| very nice work..... |
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| Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater |
9/8/2006 |
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Nietzsche wrote, "When one has not had a good father, one must create one." When a child loses a parent by death or desertion, it causes a physical and psychological void. The child turns to fantasy and makes up a more perfect parent, constructing a fantasy of an ideal parent, likely having no faults to rise to the surface of misunderstanding. This image carries on through adulthood where we have to forgive our parents, otherwise it's a self torture game, as Oscar Wilde said, "Children begin by loving their parents. As they grow older, they judge them. Sometimes they forgive them."
The Mermaids Singing Hush is a transmitter of cultural and family scripts. The metaphor runs buried mast deep here, like the Tolosa and the Guadalupe, The ship wreck of the quicksilver Spanish galleons spilling tons of quicksilver, mercury, as elusive as some who will slip away from familial forgiveness lodged in between the massive ship timbers where The Mermaids Singing Hush reside...
Sage |
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