|Reviewed by Muhammad Al Mahdi
|This reminds me of the tragic story of the two Iranian girls, who died after having been separated by surgery. It was in the early 1980's. It was then a matter of worldwide public interest because their case was one of the most complicated forms of the Siamese condition. I don't know whether you had them in mind but this poem very strongly evokes their memory...|
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Price
|Tightly written and revealing. Enjoyed. Liz|
|Reviewed by Bernice Lakota
|Beautiful stream of words...|
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
The stream of consciousness is particularly effective here and the words and phrases bullets driving home. Very finely wrought.
|Reviewed by Amber Moonstone
|Very metaphoric and quite wonderfully written. Nicely done Axilea, I always enjoy your work.
Peace, love, and light,
|Reviewed by Dawn Anderson
|Your metaphors are striking...you never disappoint, Axilea.|
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|It is a bonding like no other. My mother's mother (my grandmother) was a twin, my mother and my aunt were twins and my mother's twin had twins, each with a very unique, special bonding, interesting write...
Be always safe,
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|Conjures up the pain of the conjoined. I'm fortunate to be a separated identical twin with a weakness in the neck where we were once close.
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|I like the images and thoughts expressed in this one.
|Reviewed by William DeVault
|Great impact, the words are hard, sharp and slice holes in the thought and the images.|
|Reviewed by stan nassano
|I'm a twin about complete oposite from my twin brother...so i picked up on the yen/yang of it all rather quicky,,I ditto the coments from below....different but good......take care,
|Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)
|A stunning write Axilea...you get it don't you? Simply love your appetite my dear...blessings, & peace, Holly|
|Reviewed by Keith Rowley
|You remain a shining light of perception and expression on Authorsden. Your work is challenging; a light thrown back from the abstruse surfaces of the human heart.
Another excellent work worthy of much meditation and reflection. I really love your work, Axilea.
|Reviewed by Gene Williamson
|Charlie, as usual, caught the thrust of this fine poem, Axilea,
but I was swept up in your wonderful metaphors...
and guilt her sibling
her siamese sister
|Reviewed by Charlie
|This is unlike most of your poems here, in that many of the lines are disjointed-- severed from the body of the poem-- The latter part of the poem is cohesive, pulling images from the front half and gluing them all together in a parallel piece that speaks of hope.
We go from severing to chaining, from cutting edge, to unbroken dreams-- it all comes together. I'm glad such dreams are full of hope. Sisterhood is a darned good thing. I love the repetition of "not yet" in your last line. It is hopeful and promising. --Charlie
|Reviewed by John Leko
|...to draw one...of two personalites...is found within the unbroken links of this this fine write.
interesting and fine work Axilea...