I found this piece to be soothing, yet frantic, in the language of 'the attic'. Your attic. My attic. Our attic. Very effectual use of phonics, syllables and rhyme timed with self, to my mind.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis (Reader)
Reviewed on January 21, 2008
I love the title and the poem gives me chills. Makes me curious to know more, yet something tells me that this is perfectly enough. Sometimes, just a glimpse is all we need.
Carol, I like the format of 4-line stanzas. I don't think you need capital letters at the beginning of each line. I'd like to hear more details: photographs of what? her relatives? Which dreams passed her by? memories of what, specifically? Also, the author's viewpoint: where are you exactly? downstairs in a house? I love your closure, the last two lines. They sound good and paint a picture for me. "mixes metaphors with tears" is excellent, sort of a writer's in-joke! A nice poem, thank you,
Truly a picture is worth -- countless words! They bring to mind forgotten incidents, happy occasions, lost loves....no wonder they bring tears to her eyes and ours.
Well-done!
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
Early Works is an exhaustive compilation of the first decade of the poems and stories of Z.B.McClure. Included are family photos, rare personal photos, photos of 1st draft manuscripts of many of his early poems. Also some biography and memoir materia
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.
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In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
well done Carol...
John
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
--Kathy Kopp
Allen
Peace,
Dan
Well-done!
Connie
HAUNTING...wondering where those years went off to, to be recalled in old photographs and lines written...well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Metaphorically haunting piece. I often wonder, "Where did all those wonder years go." Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D