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Recent Reviews for Melina Costello
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The Tumor (Poetry) - 12/8/2005 2:25:29 PM
Awesome image, well done.
John
Pheromones (Poetry) - 9/14/2005 8:56:36 AM
Great!Anymore of that and you will turn me into a foot fetish personified!. Have a good day, Melina !
October (Poetry) - 4/24/2004 9:39:09 PM
AWESOME! I can simply echo Andrew's comments below - a most magnificent capturing of imagery. -- Jeff
Machinery (Poetry) - 4/24/2004 9:36:11 PM
so... it's good to know I'm not the only one who sleeps with an iron hammer. Welcome to the Machine... -- Jeff
Pheromones (Poetry) - 4/19/2004 9:40:19 PM
i like the atmosphere of this poem ... the imagery and juxatapositining are tight ...
October (Poetry) - 10/15/2003 6:52:00 PM
October 15, 2003
Autumn again it is. October once more. And before it deepened into the moist browns of November, I remembered I wanted to tell you how much I like this. The senses can be hard to capture so that they tear into reading. You encircle them with your pride of lions, the lioness leading, and feverishly attack until the flesh of it is bared open for our enjoyment. Thanks for the ravaging.
Andy Ceroni
Pheromones (Poetry) - 6/5/2003 10:45:57 AM
Scent is a powerful thing..especially to lovers...this work is very well done. It is sensual but has a dark undercurrent.
Machinery (Poetry) - 7/17/2002 6:43:50 AM
Excellent, Melina.
When An Eagle Flies Out To Meet You Carrying A Seashell (Poetry) - 7/15/2002 9:38:55 AM
I love:
Every shell is a syllable, a womb.
this frail scalloped edge was a thought once.
That line is very exciting to see, as I've reflected on same, but never seen it written or heard such spoken.
Now, the following was disturbing, but then I figured you must have been describing an aura, not a physical skin:
your thin blue skin came out.
This atmosphere is almost palpable:
the pink rag rug you wanted, bought the Chinese
parasol.
I found this to be pregnant:
I've saved these for years
so you'd believe me.
October (Poetry) - 6/26/2002 6:08:38 AM
Very rich. The child at the breast, deep stain of Autumn. Half-closed lids. Sleepy, satisfying.
And NIght's Pocket! YUM.
Pheromones (Poetry) - 6/26/2002 5:59:58 AM
Shoes? Wow. Made me think, NOW THAT's LOVE!
it sure was visceral: i.e. real. A fun, easy read.
Pheromones (Poetry) - 6/20/2002 5:55:38 PM
Well those scents are revived every so often and some are memorable enough to cherish. but sniffing someones sandals? I suppose that would work if one had a foot fetish. Excellent work...it flowed so beautifully.
My Marshmallows Were Screaming (Poetry) - 5/27/2002 5:54:14 PM
Nevermind the talented writing, I love your thinking power. "the way
all things stop when you
pay attention" -- most people wouldn't notice. :)
Pheromones (Poetry) - 5/27/2002 5:50:40 PM
You've got to love the raw! - Burnt matches and hamburger... I LOVE IT!
L'enfant (Poetry) - 4/28/2002 8:03:20 AM
Lucky Joseph! You have presented him with the gift of life and if, by rights, this beautiful poem is passed down through the succeeding generations, you will have bestowed upon him a kind of immortality.
It's quite possible, you know!
In any event, thanks for sharing it with me.
Patrick Talty.
Pheromones (Poetry) - 4/28/2002 7:21:50 AM
A delightful and wiry sample of free verse articulating an aspect of intimacy that will resonate with most lovers. A good example of the KISS princilple.
I enjoyed the read again and again. Thanks for posting it, Melina.
Patrick Talty
Pheromones (Poetry) - 2/8/2002 10:13:59 AM
Melina,
So funny that I ran across this today. I've had this conversation with my s/o he says that he could pick me out in a crowd of 500 by my scent. I love this, thanks. Janet xoxoxoxo
L'enfant (Poetry) - 1/13/2002 8:11:34 AM
This captures that newborn moment so well! All you left out was that special smell that only newborns have before Johnson&Johnson take over their fragrance!
The Suchness (Poetry) - 1/10/2002 1:23:27 PM
You touch the mood which is in Us all.
lgl
My Marshmallows Were Screaming (Poetry) - 12/11/2001 5:33:48 PM
Dear Melina;
Outrageously and capriciously contemplative...! I love it...!
Hanley
Other People Live Here (Poetry) - 12/11/2001 5:27:38 PM
Dear Melina;
...a pulsatingly luminous tableau...
Hanley
The Suchness (Poetry) - 12/11/2001 5:15:55 PM
Dear Melina;
Powerfully descriptive. A wonderful word picture! Brava...!
Hanley
The Prediction (Poetry) - 12/11/2001 2:51:48 PM
Fresh expression and style.
My Marshmallows Were Screaming (Poetry) - 10/5/2001 5:10:11 PM
I loved the imagery of the planchette and the picture of Lord Krishna -- the lack of anything dramatic happening in the poem matches my own mood at the moment -- I adored it --
My Marshmallows Were Screaming (Poetry) - 9/8/2001 9:54:08 PM
I thought I was nuts: I've heard them scream too!
My Marshmallows Were Screaming (Poetry) - 9/1/2001 2:07:15 PM
I liked the weaving of your words to remind one of another symbol! Excellent!
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