Hole on Guadalupe Street (poem) by Janet P Caldwell on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Jim Parsons

Reviewed on October 7, 2006

I've just read 4 or 5 of your poems, Janet... very consistent... classy poems.

Reviewed by Miller Caldwell

Reviewed on November 28, 2004

Much enjoyed as a regular Caldwell viewer. Well done
Miller

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on August 17, 2004

You express the moments and the emotions therein very effectively, Janet. Love and peace to you. Regis

Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)

Reviewed on August 12, 2004

Janet, another well-penned creative piece of uniquely pleasure some poetry delivered with remarkable clarity. I continue to be drawn into your timeless creations and can (almost vividly�lol) remember many a day dropping a pill in the magical music box! Absolutely stunning work, Poet! I am continually impressed with your brilliant mind! Thank you for sharing it with us. Bravo!

Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain

Reviewed on August 11, 2004

Janet -

Another superbly crafted poem from a poetess unique!

Robert

Reviewed by Regina Pounds

Reviewed on August 7, 2004

Vivid writing and a cool, dry ending

enjoyed this one,

Gina

Reviewed by Theresa Koch

Reviewed on August 5, 2004

Outstanding writing great weaving of memories I too can relate...
Love yeah,
Teri

Reviewed by Robin Ouzman Hislop

Reviewed on August 4, 2004

dont know why its guadalupe iv got a friend guadalupe grande she a spanish poet quite famous but not translated well i was looking for
the spanish connection from the title but it could be any time from james dean on but a good idea to snip the genre & make a poem of it
the last line is a great tag & gives the rest of it timing. im interested how ian says hed shift bits around in it, why dont you take up his challenge robin

Reviewed by M.Bennett Hooper (Mikii)

Reviewed on August 3, 2004

Get a grip me gyrl and start the rock-n-roll. Original music is good for the soul. <singing> only because you can't hear me. Excellent write as usual. <HUGS>Mikii

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)

Reviewed on August 2, 2004

Very interesting and creative!

Reviewed by Ian Thorpe

Reviewed on August 2, 2004

This is very good sweetie, nearly sublime in fact - all you needed was a good editor to change a word here and there and shift some line endings.

As for needing some rock and roll, well I'll have to get you to one of Dav's gigs. In fact Stringbark McDowell is due in from Oz soon, so with Dave and Stringy on the same gig and me promoting you will have the best seat in the house.
love
me.

Reviewed by Peter Paton

Reviewed on August 2, 2004

Think I will stick to coffee and tea Janet..Hee Hee
Funny and hilarious memories...

Peter

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on August 1, 2004

Excellent piece Janet...insighttful with a great ending indeed!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on August 1, 2004

the music machine must have been very thankful ;)

the tempo in this poem is extrememly resounding ...

Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers

Reviewed on August 1, 2004

We must have crossed paths somewhere Janet! Sounds like something I done many times.
Thanks for the memories!

Lisa

Reviewed by Jeff Mason

Reviewed on August 1, 2004

You definitely hit some heaviness in this beauty JC! -- Jeff

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on August 1, 2004

The description jumps out at you and begs empathy.

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on August 1, 2004

Oh wow that sounds too familiar! Janet you making me recall memories long forgotten;-)Superb poetry!

Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK

Reviewed on August 1, 2004

I Remember Nites Goen Dancing Drinken At Italian Sons Daughters,Jewish Veterans ,Hot Bars And West View Danceland_3' Snow NO THING STOPPED ME FROM GOEN DANCEN- Like Radar My Car Drove Me Home_

Next A M Still Spitten Out All Smokers Smoke Not The Booze Or Gas Fumes_

Your Poem& Music Machine Brings Back Sum Great Memories & Great Times_

Excellent Enligtening!

TRASK

Reviewed by Robin Spicer

Reviewed on August 1, 2004

I would have swallowed both, and that's without the booze.
This one is cool.
Rob

Reviewed by Lori Moore

Reviewed on August 1, 2004

Love it... especially the ending.

Reviewed by Daniel McTaggart

Reviewed on August 1, 2004

Guess you were more thought than you drunk you were. The only problem with swallowing a quarter is you get a little voice telling you to deposit another one for the next three minutes.