WOW! This is amazing!
You articulated so much and in deep thoughts with such clarity Kate!
I am truly IMPRESSED! A golden treasure I will savor...
I'm drawn to your ways Sweet Kate
as your adventures take you forward in words and more!
Write On!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Passion Sheeeoxooo
Your thoughts express the entirety of communication Kate...to reach for the other side when one is distanced and yet incorporated into a oneness of desire...
...as always with excellence Kate...so much you give us...words each...a space between them...and somehow you make them all come together...strong sense...and I a firm believer in the laws of cause and effect.
your thoughts of weightlessness hold so much...
John
I am in absolute awe. You have given me so much to contemplate. Yet, you have managed to write about such a difficult subject with such clarity and ease of understanding. YOU are a remarkable poet!
Kate, we are what we are whether it's good or bad and we have to live with who we are...don't we? Forget about our weaknesses and take advantage of our strong points and use them to the hilt, allowing the world to know who we really are. If we need to rid ourselves of clutter to obtain a unity to become one with someone, we must! We cannot allow space to overtake the union.
I love the opening of this poem...the explaining and the unfolding of the layers. There seems to be a little bit of self-doubt in the words, yet a desire to show that those supposed weaknesses aren't really all that terrible. It is like someone trying to put their love in the terms that the other person will understand...
And the ending...so much weight felt in those words... How many times do we let so much "space" get in between our true emotions and the relationships that are so important in our lives. The last two lines made me want to cry for all of the spaces in my life...
You've gone and done it again, Kate! You mesmerize your readers with your opening words, and hold them in spacial tenderness through the finale...with gasping breath. Absolutely tantalizing.
Blessings ~~ Micke
As always dear Kate you capture my interest from the first line and keep me glued until the last word. I often feel as if you are speaking to me and me alone which in poetry, as you know, is a good thing. You capured and put the spotlight on your subject and the result is a resounding round of applause...at least from this reveiwer.
I see tall heels, severed, before they ever step again...now, flat-footed, back on solid surface to re-arrange their thought patterns with the stars up above, to make more sense of their man-made constellations...
Wow! Your truly out of this world, and where I like to spend most of my time! ;)
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
My thoughts fall into a black hole all the time. But your words strung together are not in a straight line nor boxed in the conventional. You are bound by gravitational pull to commune with others and leave a might impression. Excellent. Liz
"This is not rocket science" she states emphatically, and then goes on to disect herself-- labeling each part-- comparing each to scientific theories and facts... but poetically.
Interesting lead-in. The defining part is smooth, and layered (like darkeness?) but I had to read it twice, because it's all backward comparisons... confusing to the mind-- making me have to put that rocket scientists cap on... (and it's a bit too big for me...) seemingly simple, but complex comparisons at work.
I wonder how that would have differed if you'd made those stanzas backwards-- putting the first line last-- I wonder if my mind wouldn't have struggled so hard trying to make scientific comparisons.
The last three strophes are positive comparisons, and I only had to read them once. Imagery popped out like parachute sails. Great finish!
Line that appeals most to me: that penultimate strophe... all those l's, m's, n's and double o's-- like Rice Cripsy treats melting-- oozing in my mouth-- so very delicious! Omoleoteleton all the way!! (pulling myself together...) Okay.
Funny-- I just read anessa's commentary. It's funny, because I was just drawing a comparison between Mdme Curie and Einstein and the way they saw things, and that reminded me a bit of my comparison between Emily and Beethoven... I think under it all, Einstein was a poet. He had these beautiful big-balloon thoughts, stemming from wondering reveries. And Curie was this sensible girl, who just melted stuff down, looking for the most condensed elements of things. He, ballooning, she, disecting... and they loved to talk to each other. You could see why. --each mind "long[ing]to make a virginal impression on [the] smooth surface of [the other's] moons.
REally, quite lovely, Kate. --Charlie
Reviewed by blue soplain (Reader)
Reviewed on May 18, 2008
....dickinson.....so much of this reminds me of her voice; slight selfdoubt but so hearty and assured both.....its a fragile vulnerable quality. .. .egads; some good lines in here... but especially the closing couplet for me; what does lie between two? and how close could two entwine if gravity allowed them to meld? if the world in general allowed such closeness. .. ..
yup
ness
Kate thoroughly enjoyed the tapestry of subliminal seduction throughout this finely designed presentation.
Gives a sweet aromatic twist in the mind,
~Gwendolyn
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on May 18, 2008
No matter how you construct your words, if the one listening to them is not "really" listening, the words matter only to us, we poets and pseudo-poets to ooh and awe about . . . If that is all the words mean, then 'tis quite enough . . . 'Tis quite enough . . .
Kate, this is wonderful. I especially like this stanza..."But you oscillate my atoms,
generate a nervous heat as,
satellite to planet, I’m bound
within gravitational pull." Such expression, such feeling.
You managed to write a poem on subject matter that usually makes me run and hide that I not only was able to easily read, but that I very much enjoyed!
As Liza Doolittle once said, "Words, words, words! But, she would like these, I believe. Your sweet hesitancy is tender and wary... and make you the unsure.
But, Hey, I could launch the rocket ship with a few of your words,
"But you oscillate my atoms..." Wow, WHAT a line! !
This is keen super work. Thank you for a fresh look at the old axiom!
You articulated so much and in deep thoughts with such clarity Kate!
I am truly IMPRESSED! A golden treasure I will savor...
I'm drawn to your ways Sweet Kate
as your adventures take you forward in words and more!
Write On!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Passion Sheeeoxooo
to arrive, disappear often
down Black Holes en route;
make quantum leaps from
science-fiction to fact."
This without a doubt describes ao many of us. Your words are profound and leaves one thinking days afetr they've been read. Excellent writing
a very thought provoking poem...
enjoyed...
Art...Sun...
your thoughts of weightlessness hold so much...
John
God bless you. Kathy
always a pleasure,
carolyn
No it's not rocket science. The heart
can't be defined so easily ;)
letting it all out,seems to be a kind
of dare,and I applaud you for the risk
you have taken! Superb writing!
et
And the ending...so much weight felt in those words... How many times do we let so much "space" get in between our true emotions and the relationships that are so important in our lives. The last two lines made me want to cry for all of the spaces in my life...
Cryssa
Blessings ~~ Micke
Hugs
Fee
Wow! Your truly out of this world, and where I like to spend most of my time! ;)
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
that is romance, ala NASA.........beautiful and cosmic.....so unique........sigh
pax A :)
Interesting lead-in. The defining part is smooth, and layered (like darkeness?) but I had to read it twice, because it's all backward comparisons... confusing to the mind-- making me have to put that rocket scientists cap on... (and it's a bit too big for me...) seemingly simple, but complex comparisons at work.
I wonder how that would have differed if you'd made those stanzas backwards-- putting the first line last-- I wonder if my mind wouldn't have struggled so hard trying to make scientific comparisons.
The last three strophes are positive comparisons, and I only had to read them once. Imagery popped out like parachute sails. Great finish!
Line that appeals most to me: that penultimate strophe... all those l's, m's, n's and double o's-- like Rice Cripsy treats melting-- oozing in my mouth-- so very delicious! Omoleoteleton all the way!! (pulling myself together...) Okay.
Funny-- I just read anessa's commentary. It's funny, because I was just drawing a comparison between Mdme Curie and Einstein and the way they saw things, and that reminded me a bit of my comparison between Emily and Beethoven... I think under it all, Einstein was a poet. He had these beautiful big-balloon thoughts, stemming from wondering reveries. And Curie was this sensible girl, who just melted stuff down, looking for the most condensed elements of things. He, ballooning, she, disecting... and they loved to talk to each other. You could see why. --each mind "long[ing]to make a virginal impression on [the] smooth surface of [the other's] moons.
REally, quite lovely, Kate. --Charlie
yup
ness
Gives a sweet aromatic twist in the mind,
~Gwendolyn
Blessings,
Joyce B.
:)Christine
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
generate a nervous heat as,
satellite to planet, I’m bound
within gravitational pull." Such expression, such feeling.
Newfie Hugs, Rose
As Liza Doolittle once said, "Words, words, words! But, she would like these, I believe. Your sweet hesitancy is tender and wary... and make you the unsure.
But, Hey, I could launch the rocket ship with a few of your words,
"But you oscillate my atoms..." Wow, WHAT a line! !
This is keen super work. Thank you for a fresh look at the old axiom!
- Bill
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D