Lament (poem) by Christine Tsen on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on February 8, 2015

Agreed... let them sing! Sometimes, we must sacrifice science for beauty; for science would be nothing without beauty. -- Jeff

Reviewed by Patrick Granfors

Reviewed on May 5, 2014

What a magnificent capture of spring's favorite voices. We live deep in the woods now and each morning is spent on the deck with my morning coffee savoring the kick ass tune of the piliated woodpecker, the sweet chirps of the titmouse and cardinal, the buzzing chant of the yellow belly sapsucker, the chameleon variations from a raven's throat that I had to witness to believe and a huge variety of voices in the woods I haven't identified. You are so talented!

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on March 25, 2014

AMAZING!!!! This is so beautiful!!

Sandie

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on September 28, 2013

WHAT WELCOMES SPRING MORE BEAUTIFULLY THEN A SONGBIRD'S ARIA?...NOTHING! AN AWESOME LAMENT...THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Andy Turner

Reviewed on August 24, 2013

Such tremendous insight - unique.

Convictions and your consideration is written with such ponderous and wondrous articulation.

I so love the courageous punch in the final stanza. Could be almost Hitchcockesque. lolol xxx

Reviewed by Dark Knight

Reviewed on May 22, 2013

sorry I missed this--I must say as well I love your CD and play it every chance I get--its a huge hit with everyone who hears you play

Reviewed by Axilea MU

Reviewed on May 17, 2013

Splendid! One of my favorite poems on AD. Aerial, almost ethereal, yet tangible too, like a feather, light and complex. With all their differences and all the facets of talent, let them sing! The expression of art and nature are beautifully harmonized in this poem.

Axilea

Reviewed by KJ McPhee

Reviewed on April 25, 2013

This poem flits in my imagination like a bird from branch to branch. Imagine no dawn chorus to rouse us out of our slumber!
Lament is a full-throated cry for the birds - let 'em sing!

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on April 18, 2013

Happy spring back. Palpable imagery. Your thoughts stimulate an interesting flow of construals. peace to you ... r

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on April 17, 2013

Yes! Such a lovely ode to spring you have shared here through your engaging verses. Thank you for this gift. Love and best wishes to you,

Regis

Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger

Reviewed on April 12, 2013

~Christine~
Lovely the songbirds incandescent turn of tunes
to the opening of Spring!!

Lady Mary Ann

Reviewed by D. Vegas (Reader)

Reviewed on April 11, 2013

Beautiful, Christine! As you can see we flock when your poems are written, I hope this means you are coming back.

Always,

Deborah

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on April 11, 2013

" image of syrinx molested by velvet glove" ... powerful image ... stimulating poem ...

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on April 11, 2013

Yes, let them sing;
And to you, Happy Spring.

Reviewed by Jon Willey

Reviewed on April 10, 2013

instruments of incomparable beauty, syrinx. and surely, it is unthinkable, whatever the man made excuse to harm or even imagine harming these delicate masters of musical grace. your words are laced delicately with the love you carry in your heart for the song birds, and your mother's shared love for them. it is rewarding to see you back and resuming your beautiful art. I wish you love and peace my dear friend. Jon Michael

Reviewed by Diana Legun (Reader)

Reviewed on April 10, 2013

What a glorious anthem, Christine. It is brave and beautifully aware and appreciative. This line alone brings chills" "to kill the songbirds." Repeating "let them sing" is pretty powerful, too. This poem is rich with appreciation. ~~ Diana

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on April 10, 2013

We missed you and I are glad you've come back with the spring and the songbirds. I'm sure their melodies have prompted many a musical score.

Ron

Reviewed by Annabel Sheila

Reviewed on April 10, 2013

I'm soooo with you, Christine! When spring comes around and all of the different birds begin to return...there's nothing like the symphonies they bring with them!! Beautifully penned, sweet lady.

Hugs,
Anna

Reviewed by Jansen Estrup

Reviewed on April 10, 2013

Nice mixture of adoration and rage. Prodigal pips, indeed!

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on April 10, 2013

Your poetry is beautiful love them when about birds
The Mockingbird being my favorite
Yesterday while within my garage a beautiful male Cardnal
From within the oak tree that resides on front of my house
Tweeted me a lovely song
Love & peace be with you

William

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on April 10, 2013

i'm with Gina here, this is beautiful writing;
it's just me but themes interest me less than the quality
of the writing but when theme and writing come together
as well as they do here then the outcome is deeply satisfying.
You've given us a delight, Christine.

john

Reviewed by John Domino

Reviewed on April 9, 2013

Yes, bring on Spring with love and kindness.
Well done Christine!
May the Lord bless you richly.

Love and blessings,

John Michael Domino

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on April 9, 2013

Beautifully done, Christine. Thanks for sharing this heartfelt piece with us all. May God bless.

Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis (Reader)

Reviewed on April 9, 2013

Beautiful writing, Christine. So much to love here. I love the lyricism and flow. Love "sing the sun up" and "turn of tune." You are a natural.

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson

Reviewed on April 9, 2013

Such a beautiful talent you have
for embracing one with nature in
song!! *Christine* sharing love!!

Lady Vivian

Reviewed by Budd Nelson

Reviewed on April 9, 2013

this is a wonderful write
budd

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on April 9, 2013

Not sure why they are killing songbirds for science, Christine, so my comments will be about the poem, not so much its content. When you have poetry in your soul, as do you, my friend, each line you write resonates with harmony and bliss. You have a lovers heart and your poetry reflect that to the nth. This one is no exception, it is beautifully written . . .