Hometown (poem) by Lori L Moore on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on March 22, 2004

Hello:

So much passion and splendor in these words.
Really, a beautifully written compasionate poem.
We need some good, honest, passionate lawyers - especially in
Texas.
I just looked down and saw Robert's (Jude(Ace)) reply ...
Litle really changes when so much is moving on ... unless we change them ...
Peace, love, much success Ms. Moore ...
PS - don't go into civil rights law!
Its a pig that won't eat!
Did you read my articles on civil rights - Black Dust?
Show them your law student friends and professors!

Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper

Reviewed on March 21, 2004

TurnOn Lori, this is great, reminds me of home. The scene changes constantly but the gossiping nosey people don't. love and peace. G

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on March 21, 2004

little really changes when so much is moving on ...

subtle yet very powerful poem you have penned here ...

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on March 21, 2004

Lori the imagery in this is classic...you captured the theme to perfection!

Reviewed by Daniel McTaggart

Reviewed on March 21, 2004

Change is good, but it is sometimes sad. Those changes happen so slowly we don't notice them until all at once. And we say, "how did things change so fast?" But they didn't. And part of us regrets not being part of those changes.

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on March 21, 2004

Read like a Bruce Springsteen classic, Lori.

Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)

Reviewed on March 21, 2004

Lori, the repitition of that line made this fine write sensory, as well as visual... there's a definite feel for the desolate, the forgotten... what I think of as an "experience poem".. I could see it. Well done... it lingers... katy xox.

Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)

Reviewed on March 21, 2004

I love this one Lori it flows in beautiful rhyme.... Always change but memories remain the same...

Reviewed by Susan Sparks (Reader)

Reviewed on March 21, 2004

I'm amazed to go back to some of the places I lived as a child and see how things have changed.

Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)

Reviewed on March 21, 2004

They build, and build, and many of the buildings remain empty.
Enjoyed Lori......

Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)

Reviewed on March 21, 2004

Reminds me of John Steinbeck's "Cannery Row."
Good work!

Reviewed by Dale Clark

Reviewed on March 21, 2004

It's so sad yet true, but somehow 'all stays
the same.' Profound and powerful piece!

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on March 21, 2004

Happening to far too many good old towns these days - another sign of our often 'too modern' times.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on March 21, 2004

Outstanding piece Lori!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on March 21, 2004

I wish I could go back to my hometown (Hong Kong) to where I was living with my grandparents when I was 1 'til I was 6. I'm sure the buildings have changed, and the people who are living there have changed...

but in my memory I'm always there with my grandma and grandpa.

Lovely write indeed, Lori. Your repetition of "In my hometown" in this poem serve as a series of memory flashbacks. Nicely-done!

~ May Lu a.k.a. Sandie Angel ~

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on March 21, 2004

Nicely done Lori, It is we who have to change

Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)

Reviewed on March 21, 2004

Lori..I was just getting around to replying to you
and you posted and are up here at teh top LOL..I will
go to your latest when I am done here...I love this..
things chAnge and yet they seem to remain the same
dont they...also this reminds me of when we went
for a long ride out into the country..there were no
rest stops...no stores...nothing...but many many
liquor stores...got to have them you know LOL..it
burned me up...this is very unique and creative..
melancholy,,,,,floria