|Reviewed by Axilea MU
|Lines angles and curves to lose ourselves.
I hadn't read any of your work lately...
|Reviewed by Georg Mateos
|The poem is the straight line with the illustration picture being the tangent, with an air of the top end of a violin giving a softly hight C, like a spider's tread to captivate yet not making the reader a prisoner.
|Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle
|Great poem.I enjoy reading it,take care
|Reviewed by William Haynes
|This I enjoyed also but oddly I did not see what the others who commented saw. I guess I'm a romantic at heart and read this as a tale about a lover who betrays with their words.
|Reviewed by Robin Ouzman Hislop
|Fascinating poem, the allusion to the painter and the canvass
too is very compelling
|Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU
An accomplished poetic piece... "Asymptote" glows.
Long healthy creative life, Poet.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|Like the tightrope clean lines of this one, Dawn, which are as a springboard to all the angles and curves that exist in potential. Like rods of iron before they are wrought. Elliptical and thought-expanding write. TY K xx|
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
|Free verse...my favortie...and a good one.
|Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
|Kinda like the vanishing point of two parallel lines... cept ones curved here I guess one is one a downward spiral here.
The for the brain gymnastics, now I need a kip..
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Thank you for sharing this poem and for teaching me a new word, Dawn. Love and peace,