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| Reviewed by dan Rosenhagen |
10/16/2011 |
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I have found my CHI! Important message here Axilea.
Our center is in reality the center all of life.
Love and Peace
dan |
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| Reviewed by Jon Willey |
10/16/2011 |
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| Axilla, you have defined what I refer to as the "plastic" personality profiles of today's masses -- no substantive proof nor accountability exists within their society -- virtue is lost in the majority of lexicons -- credibility is a hollow word of convenience -- compassion exists as myth for the most part -- spin has engulfed semantics with untruths -- value programing through parental guidance and today's inept academia unfortunately support all of the wrong human virtues -- this is a very dynamic work you offer -- I love how you have expressed in poetry these truths -- I bid you love and peace my dear friend --Jon Michael |
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| Reviewed by William Bonilla |
10/10/2011 |
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an excellent write
thanks for sharing
Peace & love be with you
William |
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| Reviewed by Kate Burnside |
10/10/2011 |
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| Orbits... a dual state of counter-poised positions, moods or senses of being that are co-dependent; this makes me think of bipolarity, which many of us creative types exhibit at some time in our lives. Visually, this certainly conjurs the happy-sad Janus masks of theatrics and pierrots. Ironically, though depicted by masks and thus devices of "deception", both together probably conjure the embodiment of truth. Intriguing work as always, Axilea. And, as always, excellently crafted. xx |
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| Reviewed by D. Vaineo |
10/9/2011 |
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Axilea, Again, you make us use our brain power...Always a pleasure
reading your writings.
Always,
Deborah |
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| Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather |
10/9/2011 |
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does a mask really hide or allow the "thing" to be real? Cool poem,
Morgan |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
10/9/2011 |
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I like the way you set the almost antigue feeling of this one as you ponder such deep issues...
fee |
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| Reviewed by Christine Alwin |
10/9/2011 |
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| ...wow, so much to think about here, we can always work on perfecting the next scene better than the last..and happy endings are the best! |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
10/9/2011 |
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We're in the Curse of Image age,
all actors and straw beings..
completeness is easy when there's little there.
Axilea, your truths are bells.
John |
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| Reviewed by Gene Williamson |
10/9/2011 |
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Or exit? Provocative. One to think about, Axilea. -gene.
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| Reviewed by Christine Tsen |
10/9/2011 |
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An intricate poem, perhaps above my head...
but I do understand enough to say this is so well-wrought!
Blessings,
Christine |
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| Reviewed by Sheila Roy |
10/9/2011 |
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It's courageous to go on despite it all. I like the crisp color visuals in this, too.
Sheila |
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| Reviewed by Liana Margiva |
10/9/2011 |
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| VERY NICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva |
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| Reviewed by Janna Hill |
10/8/2011 |
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Yes Axilea, a role to abandon, but no...the show must go on.
Janna |
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| Reviewed by Charlie |
10/8/2011 |
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Bakelite- false black eyes
carved Our High White Forgotten All
in lines wiped out--
face turned to find that time
sense orbit were...
Any way you place those words, they're still haunting. --Charlie
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) |
10/8/2011 |
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| Hah. Unmask the clowns. Disrobe love to all its horror. Take a look at my photo and you KNOW I understand this . . . |
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