|Reviewed by Jerry Engler
|This is one of those magical poems with descriptive insight into the nature of unfolding life coupled with the essence of dream and the nature of the inward spirit. It fairly sings to me...well done, Gina.....Jerry|
|Reviewed by Amor Sabor
|Grandiose lies nature underfoot and surrounding life with a keen eye bent to its presence. Beautifully written.|
|Reviewed by Andy Turner
|A recluse hoping for release, is how I interpret this. Mayhap her dreams are her freedom?
Highly intelligent write as always.
|Reviewed by Brandy McKeirney (Reader)
|I especially like, "her canopy weave - a dreamcatcher above the sleeping mull." When you rest at the foot of a tree and look up, the canopy does look like the center part of a dreamcatcher.|
|Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
|Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg
|love all of this! some favs: "mossy understory" "tales inside the skin"
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|This is totally intoxicating, Gianetta! The diction alone is like an opiate, a beautiful draught of some poetic elixir that both stimulates and soothes. I love how you start with a concrete image, but end with the essence, the spirit within which is perhaps like a hibernating animal - secret, warm and mysterious. That final word, "mull" is a masterpiece: so strong yet romantic. Beautiful title too... Ah yes, Gina is back and what a homecoming! Great to see you here again! :)) xx|
|Reviewed by Christine Tsen
|I absolutely love this as I do all of your poetry. She seems to be on the outskirts of herself, Keeping herself shut down inside somehow.
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Stunning Gina with truly captivating lines and images painted for the readrs eyes
|Reviewed by Gene Williamson
|Gina, I like the way your mind wraps around this
haunting stand in the mist. Love the ess sound in
"tales inside the skin of weathered bodies." You're
writing today with such depth and confidence. -gene.
|Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
|she is mysterious and beautiful!|
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
|Dreamy, ethereal and mystical, Gina,
an enchanted mood and a special way of seeing,
a poet's vision.
|Reviewed by J.A. Aarntzen
|I have several trees on my property where vines are snaking their way up through the branches. I have always found that there is something deeply mystical about the gnarly and the tangled. It is as if they beckon to an age long gone - a pagan age that has become lost to us. Your poem has grabbed onto this feeling and it has painted it with a description that melds composition to decomposition and chills and thrills the heart. Once again I am so glad that you are posting again Gina.|
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|Pure and beautiful and it flows with such distinction...
Be always safe,
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|I am enchanted by this poem; I delve into the symbol and possibility of meanings. Thank you for sharing, Gianetta. Love and best wishes to you,