Slow As A Poem (Book) - 12/9/2002 7:32:36 PM
Wrong category. Should be poetry. Author should be me.....
Gloria Mindock: Somerville Poet Laureate (Short Story) - 12/14/2018 8:12:07 AM
Pleasing article about poet laureate Gloria Minock, written by Karen Friedland.
No comment or writing by the poster.
Ron
(9 to 5 Ellen Cassedy (Article) - 12/4/2022 1:36:00 PM
While I found a number of errors in the presentation, the detailed description helped me understand Ellen Cassedy's book better. At the time of the movie, I thought it was a comedy. So I never watched it. I may now. I've never been a book reader but I am an advocate for female equality and always have been, sometimes to my detriment. Some of my best students and associates were women. I often saw them demeaned and unappreciated by other men. I was amazed at how well some of those women supported their bad bosses.
Seeing Karen Klein listed at the bottom as though she were the reviewer, is disconcerting. Is this just plagiarism?
Ron
THE MEMORY FACTORY (Article) - 4/24/2013 1:44:41 AM
The moments most interesting to me is how outsider/rebel/social critics become insiders like Sheeler. She is like those anti-establishment rock stars who become pets of people like Donald Trump. The work is brilliant in bits, but not consistently. Probably, Sheeler is a rebel with a cause, and its possible the cause is the New Yorker, my home town, too.
Aspect Magazine" and the Small Press Scene (Article) - 3/19/2012 4:15:52 AM
Zephyr Press has placed its archives, including the archives of Aspect magazine, in the Keene State College (NH) library. Scholars, poets, and other interested parties are welcome to visit the special collections room and browse this material. It hasn't been fully cataloged yet, but is available here, only 90 miles from Boston.
Breaking Bagels With the Bards (Article) - 10/26/2006 6:53:26 AM
Well, I am only one of your garden snails, as I'm certain it would take me two days to get there, and then I would fear being stepped upon by a Professor of Something or Other.
God is Dead . (again) Kirby Congdon (Article) - 4/24/2006 9:42:28 AM
Yes, it was my history professor who first told me that God was dead, but I didn't believe it of course, until after the fact had actually occurred. God was murdered by abortion doctors. Everyone should realize that fact.
So Much is Burning William Taylor, Jr. (Article) - 4/24/2006 9:36:35 AM
This book title is amusing to me, as my son's "couldn't care less" father, William, lost his first wife when she escaped with their two daughters in an attempt to "taylor" them in such a way that they would not get burned in the too "hot" Texas fashions. He gave me his sob story and made her sound real bad, then dumped me pregnant right after our honeymoon. What a total rapist! Now I'm forced by my rapist captor to raise my own daughters of my subsequent real marriage in the too "hot" Texas fashion environment, and the burnt to a crisp neighbors are getting worse all the time while I finally get wise as the mother of daughters, though I'm unable to escape to West Virginia and prevent William from Tayloring Junior ... Oh Kay, that was a lengthy joke.
Interview with Don Holder: Lighter of the Lion King (Article) - 8/5/2005 9:01:04 PM
Hello, was impressed by your article. Would you be interested in booking your brother for tv program Celebrity Showcase. If so visit www.authorsden.com/darlenelewis to click on info for program...
Do You Have to be Crazy To Write Poetry (Article) - 6/19/2005 10:25:53 PM
Hello Doug,
Having lived with a Paranoid Schizophrenic, I can attest to the fact that although he may have had moments of "genius" during his madness, his intelligent and creative mind only truly shined when he was lucid.
Thank you for bringing this topic to the forefront. I so appreciate your doing so, and I wish you well with your work.
Tami
Arts/Etcetera (Article) - 10/10/2003 3:49:19 AM
hahahaha, this was wonderful, Bravo
Arts/Etcetera (Article) - 10/8/2003 10:52:18 PM
hahaha.... love it!!
A Poet Takes Driving Lessons (Article) - 9/6/2003 4:11:32 PM
Hi Doug,
As a person who had a short hiatus from driving, a year off. I was in a bad car accident and it scared the very dickens out of me although I escaped with a scratch. Then my wife got sick and it was necessary for me to start driving again. I started small. I'd go to the local store for bread and milk, about a mile from home. Gradually, I took on longer jaunts. However, I did develop a bit of a coping strategy. I now drive in our suburb, but when I want to go into downtown Vancouver, I take the car to the local park and ride and hop on the bus. There are more ways than one to skin a cat, I guess. At any rate your comments hit home with me. By the way, I have the one piece of my poetry that has ever seen the light of day, a sonnet entitled Smooth Talker. Keep writing. Larry
LIFE SENTENCES (Article) - 12/25/2002 7:04:22 PM
I read it. I loved it. Very sensual. Very funny. Want to read more
Review- Ladies' Night at the Blue Hill Spa-Lisa Beatman (Article) - 7/11/2002 5:55:39 AM
It's a pleasure to read poetry without trying to think 'what the heck is this person trying to tell me?'
Lisa Beatman is approachable but still deep enough to make one ponder. Her characters are real people.
Robert Smyth and the Yellow Moon Press (Article) - 6/28/2002 11:56:59 AM
Great interview Doug!! Interesting take on the biz of pressing small press poetry
Last Night At The Wursthaus... (Poetry) - 1/12/2020 7:37:32 PM
I remember Mr. Cardullo as a much more elegant 'Godfather' figure than someone who could stand around chewing on a cigar. The family --sons the late Richard and Frank -- were a class act, from what I saw running the deli nights in the late 1970ies when the place was a beehive of Square activity, moods and excitement. I lived off the corned beef and after I left, living far away in wildest West Virginia and northern Arizona, could have cried for another feed on it. There was a policy you could have a couple beers after work, so I started at one end of the 106 or 109 beers sitting atop the bar and worked my way down. It was my education in imported beer. The girl who managed the deli nights left about halfway through my training after her husband graduated from Harvard, so there were gaps in my education concerning the German cold cuts sold at the deli. A German couple would come by to torment me by ordering by their German names and I would say: please point. There may have been a chart, but the day person was always up to something including cutting massive amounts of these slow moving items, which I would in turn end up giving away to students who showed up to get a sandwich. "Here, let me make up a platter for you.'' "Oh, same price.'' What a massive, complex place staffed by lifers with young waitresses coming and going. We got off at 1 a.m. but served until then so if you showed up at 12:58 and ordered a sandwich that meant I got to work an extra half hour cleaning up without pay. There were no scheduled days off: you put in for a day off. So obviously if you and a waitress put in for the same day off, the word was out. When I think how the preps crowded in during that time, it is difficult to reconcile that view of the place with the later history when the crowd dwindled and the take went from a reported $3 to a reported $1 million a year, and the bankers came with iron claws. ...In his poem, Holder does capture that transition, from something so rooted to something lost in the new moment,the cultural shifting sands. A vanished landmark, a temple of the excesses of another time, a whatever that timed out after 80 years. Holder was sorry to see it go, and I could feel that: so was I.
That tree has a piece of me. (Poetry) - 6/13/2008 1:41:15 PM
Hello Doug,
I Bet The Tree Is Now Majestic In It's Maturity of 40 some years too.
I enjoyed reading your poetic memory. And smiling too :)
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
Spring: This Ain't A Love Poem (Poetry) - 6/13/2008 1:34:13 PM
Hello Doug,
Oh Goodness...this is definetly not a love poem that's for sure :)
Winter is napping & will return soon however....
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
Halloween Night (Poetry) - 11/2/2007 4:31:56 PM
hahahaha
glad i didn't miss this
this is a cool write and speaks of the times loudly
enjoyed!!
That tree has a piece of me. (Poetry) - 8/11/2007 12:51:46 AM
Cute, an experience you obviously have not forgotten. You mean they still have trees in Rockville Center?? Thought it was just a hospital surrounded by buildings, surrounded by buildings.......
Be safe,
Karen
That tree has a piece of me. (Poetry) - 8/10/2007 6:54:46 AM
Doug,
I love the mix of humor and sincerity here:
"brittle egg head" and "numb skull" had me laughing.
Then, the second-to-last stanza gave me pause.
And the last stanza ties it all together:
Yes,
I am sure
that tree
has a piece of me.
I'm sure you're dad could same the same of you.
Very well done.
Leo
That tree has a piece of me. (Poetry) - 8/9/2007 5:58:49 PM
Now
like my father
a man with
a purple heart
and a little metal in his skull
this idea here is BRILLIANT!
when i first read purple heart i thought he was dead. i dont know why. but then i followed the thought process through before i even read it and decided if you were talking about a war medal then i was gonna worship you XD
that was really well done.
and you prolly deserve a purple heart for taking that tree on so valiantly lol.
its funny when we pause to look at something from our past... now that we are grown up and moved on.
i saw an army truck the other day and my heart got a little stuck in my throat for a split second... when i was little my dad told me that the army was put on earth to shoot you when you get too old and that they decided how old too old was... he doesnt even remember saying it but for years anything to do with the army would land me in hysterics. i hadnt seen an army truck in the longest time and when i saw it on tuesday i was transported back to those memories... its a silly thing but tied up in my mind forever...
and yes. im sure that tree has a piece of you.
makes me think of "you wanna piece of me, punk!?"
An email from the daughter of a Nigerian treasury minister (Poetry) - 7/31/2007 8:35:55 AM
LOLOL!!!!!!!!!! Gad I hate spam mail (and Spam!). Here I am, needing help meself, and they want to cadge every last penny out of me pocket: nope. Don't know the addy, I delete, delete, delete!! LOL Well done, Doug.
Or else "they" say I won the lottery. That would be nice, if I played....LOL
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
A Smile (Poetry) - 7/30/2007 8:36:42 PM
quite true- very nice. Thank you-Truth be True-Lyndsey
The freedom of a balloon on a string (Poetry) - 5/14/2007 7:35:58 PM
Visual and expressive in so few words. A great write! Brings to mind the emotions and tone of the classic award-winning 1956 French short-film entitled "Le Ballon rouge" (The Red Balloon") I grew up in the sixties and I think every kid must have seen the film in school. It holds its own today.
Anyway, Thanks for the write. Enjoyed.
Edwin
In My Spare Time, I Waste Time (Poetry) - 5/7/2007 9:25:03 PM
Doug,
Very nice. I found myself comfortable in your daydream.
Cynthia
In My Spare Time, I Waste Time (Poetry) - 5/7/2007 8:33:25 PM
There is nothing wrong with daydreaming, do it all the time. Such a delightful read. Enjoyed.
Be safe,
Karen
In My Spare Time, I Waste Time (Poetry) - 5/7/2007 5:04:59 PM
Great insight into the way we tick;-)Love this one Doug!
Eileen
Be My Mashed Potatoes (Poetry) - 4/19/2007 4:37:49 PM
Well, now...delicious!!!! Well done, Doug.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Book Seducer (Poetry) - 3/5/2007 7:29:59 PM
Ironical but true! Loved it.
Its always refreshing to read your style of poetry
Rgds, Shreya
Heaven (Poetry) - 2/26/2007 7:47:26 PM
great thoughts and it seems to be the theme around here...this stands up and out on its own
nice mixing of facts and what ifs
enjoyed this much!!!
Heaven (Poetry) - 2/23/2007 8:52:12 PM
A day I am so looking forward to it will be a great reunion in heaven.
peace thank you for this refreshing piece.
Joselyn
The Man In The Booth In The Midtown Tunnel (Poetry) - 1/13/2007 9:40:24 AM
Great write, a bit sad, also gives one a mystical feeling about the tunnel with no light...enjoyed.
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
The Man In The Booth In The Midtown Tunnel (Poetry) - 1/11/2007 8:39:28 PM
Doug, you really put a face on the man with this fantastic write. Your very perceptive and this poem shows it.
A Blank Page. A Blank Sheet. A Blank Slate. (Poetry) - 12/26/2006 2:12:28 PM
Funny how one struggles so hard sometimes to get started, and then at other times it just flows like a river. It is always exhilarating when the momentum begins and the quill drips honey. An excellent write!
Light and Wisdom ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
If we froze with a fork in our hand... (Poetry) - 11/17/2006 5:32:41 PM
Enjoyed this...If I froze with a fork in my hand...hmm, maybe we would be more thankful for our food, think of others who are less fortunate than we, maybe we wouldn't overeat, or maybe we would slow down and enjoy the taste of our food instead of engulfing it...don't know but your write has given me much to think about. Great job!
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
A Child Running (Poetry) - 11/12/2006 6:19:05 PM
great write, much said with few words.
Blessings,
JOyce Bowling
Furnished Room-Newbury St- Boston: 1978 (Poetry) - 11/5/2006 8:38:19 AM
Fond memories of ones youth.The place we lived is quite important to how we percieve things.
Bom Bhole!
Roshan
Two Poems for My Late Father... (Poetry) - 11/3/2006 7:07:40 PM
Thanks for sharing the memories of your father. Death brings memories we might never think of otherwise. The memories help the heart heal. Cherish them.
Marjorie
Two Poems for My Late Father... (Poetry) - 11/3/2006 4:35:03 PM
Doug, I lost my father last year. It still shocks me to say those words...I guess little girls never grow up when it comes to their daddies and always think they'll live forever. It's not so. I was cleaning out a drawer this evening and ran across a little note he'd sent me that had one of his silly cartoon drawings on it...and of course I bawled like a baby. Good dads are precious and worth their weight in gold. Your poems are such wonderful, well expressed tributes to your love for your dad. Bless you, and thank you for blessing me. Michelle
Two Poems for My Late Father... (Poetry) - 11/3/2006 4:23:52 PM
Doug,
Both are so well expressed a wonderful tribute to your Dad........
Losing a parent makes the world a bit lonlier, thank you for sharing and sorry for the loss.
Light & peace,
Joselyn
Anorexia (Poetry) - 10/29/2006 3:28:08 PM
An expressive piece that captures this unhappy woman vividly
The Crack In The Back (Poetry) - 10/25/2006 4:51:36 PM
This is when you want to say, SAY NO TO CRACK!!!!!!!!! This bugs me no end..............pun intended. Well done, Doug, excellent observation!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Anorexia (Poetry) - 10/25/2006 4:50:38 PM
Sad, what people will do to fit society's image of perfection. A shame, this devastating disease...thanks for the powerful reminder, heartbreaking write, Doug.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
The Family Picture (Poetry) - 10/4/2006 7:06:34 PM
A great write indeed, I often find myself browsing through old photographs and wondering, especially the photos that were taken when my mom was young, I wonder what the people were thinking, what was going on at the time the picture was taken...a single picture says a million or more things to those who view it, if they view it carefully.
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
The Undertaker Takes Lunch (Poetry) - 10/4/2006 7:03:28 PM
Enjoyed this very much...there's something about an undertaker that is very mysterious, yet a bit disturbing. Wonderful write.
Joyce Bowling
The Undertaker Takes Lunch (Poetry) - 10/3/2006 6:09:17 PM
Be a bit of a shock for him if he read his own name..
The Family Picture (Poetry) - 9/26/2006 6:37:32 AM
Amazing write, Doug. I love looking at the old photos and wondering what life must have been like back then. After the stillness of the photo life went on as usual. Life was much harder back then. Thanks for sharing this excellent poetry with us.
~Linda
The Family Picture (Poetry) - 9/22/2006 9:35:45 AM
Wonderful use of language/word choice for this piece.
Excellent work, Doug
Jim
Glaucoma (Poetry) - 9/9/2006 7:34:26 PM
A very scary thing, Doug. Of all the senses, I somehow think that loss of sight would be the most difficult, though those suffering from other losses might disagree with me on that. I have heard that there is now treatment for Glaucoma, though I have yet to hear of a cure, so I hope yours goes into remission very quickly so that your loss will be of minimal proportions.
Take care,
Sherry
The Cemetery (Poetry) - 7/6/2006 1:10:10 AM
Sometimes being scattered to the wind is the way to travel.
This is a thoughtful work, Doug. Enjoyed reading.
Elizabeth
The Cemetery (Poetry) - 7/5/2006 5:50:35 PM
I Lived By 2 Rows Cemetery' About 3 Years-Even Played Football In Open Parts Grass Was Green-Getten Tackled No Bumps Bruises-Grass Stains--Never Saw Any Ghosts At Night Just Weird Smells All Those Dead Bodies Rotten Away-Sure As Hell Quiet At Nite!
Unique Different Good Write On...
TRASK
The Perfect Lawn (Poetry) - 6/21/2006 7:11:24 PM
there was a guy out west that killed a young man because he stepped on his lawn ... sounds like keeping one is a serious endeavor ...
The Perfect Lawn (Poetry) - 6/18/2006 3:37:14 PM
sounds like you mean business~
S.
Private Dining Under A Blouse (Poetry) - 5/21/2006 2:10:36 PM
The new addition to our family dines al dente too. A tender verse.
Susan
You Will Be A Collyer Brothers Hermit! (Poetry) - 5/17/2006 6:51:01 PM
I've been a newspaper woman, a free lance writer and an artist and all of my creativity started when I climbed the fig tree next to the house and read...read...read until my fingers were stained from newspaper ink. I know the appetite well and I appreciate this poem.
Susan
All This Rain. (Poetry) - 5/15/2006 11:43:38 AM
I like how this started out with the common feelings of rain and then turned into the otherwordly, great idea.
A Sherman Cafe Oatmeal Scone: A Poem (Poetry) - 5/7/2006 2:32:43 PM
Lol, this was fun, really enjoyed it, and that is what we all need some days, a smile of enjoyment, like when eating a scone, for instance :)
A Sherman Cafe Oatmeal Scone: A Poem (Poetry) - 5/7/2006 10:03:55 AM
Delightful poem! I loved my mothers scones, thanks for making me recall the memory!
eT
Master Lock (Poetry) - 5/3/2006 9:07:57 PM
A brilliant play on words and one that I can relate to. Thanks for sharing.
Chanti
Wild Boars at Savenor's (Poetry) - 4/27/2006 6:39:31 PM
I'm ready for a change in diet and your poem awakens my thirst.
Susan
Letter from an Old Jewish Poet (Poetry) - 2/10/2006 11:34:03 AM
Hilarious...though he should have been on the stage.
Nice tribute...you are a good friend.
BTW, should that be "butch slapped"? ROFL
Sherman Cafe--Union Square, Somerville, Mass. (Poetry) - 1/12/2006 10:20:06 AM
Lol ... I do this with people - sit and wonder about their lives and backgrounds. Great write, Doug!
God bless,
Sandie.
Sherman Cafe--Union Square, Somerville, Mass. (Poetry) - 1/12/2006 9:00:09 AM
Nice atmosphere I have been in places and wondered the name of the person used to establish a cafe. This is a real slice ty for sharing.
For Her... (Poetry) - 12/28/2005 10:14:45 PM
I must openly and honestly say that i always admire and appreciate it when a man can express himself in words and voice. i liked your art of expression of the hair and her.
I Saw Myself on the Dudley BusThat Day. (Poetry) - 12/28/2005 10:11:48 PM
i liked and admired your brie to the point expression about the bus and what you thought you saw. it sounded as if you were thinking to yourself for that is what we writers do quite often my friend and the best to you in all the good that i see you doing in jesus name and Happy new year, Aleja Bennett.
Talk and Cover Your Nakedness (Poetry) - 12/15/2005 10:27:00 PM
I love this. So much said with so few words.. but then, that's the message, huh? Nice job.
Yet Another Cafe (Poetry) - 12/12/2005 9:55:08 AM
Precisely my feelings on the subject. Cafes are my favorite places to write and observe. Nothing like watching the world happen for inspiration.
Mice (Poetry) - 12/8/2005 1:19:34 PM
Wow...a blast from the past. Sounds like a typical New York City apartment. Beautifully penned.
Karen
Mice (Poetry) - 11/26/2005 6:45:44 AM
Of mice and men,
it was all
a game of chance--
And most powerfully penned, Doug.
I am not afraid of bones (Poetry) - 10/29/2005 10:08:23 PM
after all, bones are our ancestors ...
I am not afraid of bones (Poetry) - 10/26/2005 11:02:22 AM
Bones. He was in the American Star Trek yonks ago?
My Life: In Contrasts With Others. (Poetry) - 10/18/2005 9:28:54 PM
Interesting, clever and simply written to get the message across. Nicely done!
Best,
Jim
My Life: In Contrasts With Others. (Poetry) - 10/16/2005 12:28:16 PM
You'll never know when the time comes...
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
My Life: In Contrasts With Others. (Poetry) - 10/16/2005 8:04:35 AM
This is good, minimalist and potent. I am little concerned about that strophe break after see--. Also, even if your motivation is such that you need a new stanza after that you can perfectly enforce enjambment, so no need to put capital T (in The).
Calvin
The Big Bang (Poetry) - 9/19/2005 4:09:48 PM
Wonderful imageries.
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
The Big Bang (Poetry) - 9/19/2005 4:00:27 PM
you managed to cover the two possible senses of the title
witty and intellegent images--
good write!
john+
A Pregnant Silence (Poetry) - 9/17/2005 11:35:43 AM
Whtever workssssss Doug- Your choice of words are really amazingggg-- WArmly,Sheee
And Once It Was So Remote... (Poetry) - 9/17/2005 11:34:20 AM
The imagery here is so clear as your poem of what is to be- This Poem took on many forms-Thanks Doug 4 sharing this- Warmly and Sweetly,Sheee
First Night on the Job at the Psychiatric Ward (Poetry) - 9/17/2005 11:31:22 AM
Wow- this is an interesting write! I felt your feelings that night- GREAT POem Doug- WArmly and Sweetly,Sheee
For Her... (Poetry) - 8/28/2005 6:48:13 PM
Wow---Deep Doug............ I could feel your intense feelings here in your unique writing,......... I like what you stand fo!!!r...WArmly and Sweetly,Sheee My eyezzz are on you....... I am watching.. I am tracking you.........
For Her... (Poetry) - 8/28/2005 9:53:56 AM
Love the flow and descriptions of this write.
And Once It Was So Remote... (Poetry) - 8/17/2005 5:06:38 PM
Nice meaning in this poem! Thanks for this beautiful piece of work!
Killing Time at the 99 (Poetry) - 7/23/2005 5:23:25 AM
A truly vivid description of many a bar, in many a town, Doug.
A Pregnant Silence (Poetry) - 7/13/2005 8:26:39 PM
Nice work, Doug! An interesting, yet deep bit of writing with all of the right words in all of the right places!
Well Done!
Jim
A Pregnant Silence (Poetry) - 7/6/2005 3:13:03 PM
i love it! well done! :)
Virile to the end in the driver's seat (Poetry) - 6/6/2005 7:55:54 PM
Excellent Doug, perfect in delivery and in decription. You might want to check line 12 for spelling :-). Nice work!
Jim
Touch me, and remind me who I was" (Poetry) - 5/19/2005 6:05:16 PM
Good poem. Brings me a big smile, because that's where I'm at these days. Thanks, Henry
An Old Bag (Poetry) - 4/6/2005 1:45:50 PM
A tortured bouquet of threads? What a great visual! I love how you can write about the everyday and make it so interesting. Michelle
A Sweet Bitch Slap Into Consciousness (Poetry) - 4/6/2005 1:40:22 PM
Well you had me going Doug. Terrific imagery, and the ending was a mighty jolt. Great job. Michelle
Yiddish With Dick and Jane (Poetry) - 4/6/2005 1:38:32 PM
clever clever clever!!!! I used to work with a whole office of ladies who spoke Yiddish regularly. One of the most descriptive languages around...Great job! Michelle
To Make Poetry Popular (Poetry) - 4/6/2005 1:36:23 PM
Right on! I love it! Use a little bit of reverse psychology on the masses! Blessings, Michelle
To Make Poetry Popular (Poetry) - 3/28/2005 4:57:13 PM
Lead on, Soldier! What a creative clarion call to action--ONWARD!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
*STANDING OVATION*
To Make Poetry Popular (Poetry) - 3/28/2005 12:14:54 PM
Worth a try. One approach you could start with right away is to write poetry with a warning, "This poetry should be banned." That would get the idea started. Henry
To Make Poetry Popular (Poetry) - 3/28/2005 8:59:00 AM
I couldn't agree more...top write
Paul;-]
To Make Poetry Popular (Poetry) - 3/27/2005 10:33:26 PM
a poet should never refrain from expressing esactly how he/she feels, no matter how of if it is accepted by the norm ...
They Only See The Flaws. (Poetry) - 3/15/2005 7:35:31 PM
hahaha
yeah well.....that's for sure
i will remember more
enjoyed this, "sound about right" piece
They Only See The Flaws. (Poetry) - 3/11/2005 9:29:07 PM
we always live on the edge of a flaw so we can maintain our balance ...
well penned ...
They Only See The Flaws. (Poetry) - 3/11/2005 3:42:12 PM
Perhaps it is because they try to explain their own flaws by looking at ours eh?
A Weed In The Concrete (Poetry) - 3/5/2005 8:54:43 AM
ha!!!
heard this before....(not the poem)
just a like saying
powerpacked!!
A Weed In The Concrete (Poetry) - 3/3/2005 10:27:27 AM
nicely written, we see what you mean for us to see in very few, but well written words
A Weed In The Concrete (Poetry) - 3/3/2005 7:14:01 AM
Nice and visual and sparse, just like a weed in concrete. Nice write.
A Weed In The Concrete (Poetry) - 3/2/2005 9:01:53 PM
Someone told me a few days ago that I was like the persistent flower that kept sprouting from the concrete, and then I can in here and found this. Almost heard the Twilight Zone music (does this make me old). Now I have to go back and read this again, and figure out if she was calling me a jovial burp. ;-) Nice poem, Doug.
Flux (Poetry) - 2/3/2005 3:43:46 PM
sad~~~~but that is how it be sometimes
like the others the title brought me here
and i enjoyed the stay
take care
A Sweet Bitch Slap Into Consciousness (Poetry) - 2/1/2005 12:35:08 PM
"you sang my name
through an open window"
I love this line, it's like climbing on the roof to declare to the world, I love you.
"...to awake
in a long-lost
dream."
This line is a great twist... to awaken to a dream.
The whole piece talked to me and of course, another unique title that grabbed my eye.
Flux (Poetry) - 2/1/2005 12:29:39 PM
The title grabbed me. I'm glad it did. Not sure if it will allow me to walk away, though. Excellent piece of writing here. The words flow rapidly like a wild river, moving over anything that gets in the way. I'll read more of your work. :)
Flux (Poetry) - 2/1/2005 8:41:06 AM
Doug, let me just say this. Your work is excellent and a breath of fresh air, not to sound too cliche. I read a few of your other pieces as well and all finely written. I'm not surprised they didn't receive any comments, but then again I only need to look around here for the answer. It's great to see another New England poet!
Best,
Jim
Flux (Poetry) - 1/31/2005 2:22:31 PM
Loved the title---and certainly a change is coming.
Flux (Poetry) - 1/31/2005 2:20:42 PM
A very poignant plea in this one.
Man With Guitar (Poetry) - 1/20/2005 6:20:23 PM
nice capture ...
Man With Guitar (Poetry) - 1/18/2005 3:20:55 PM
You know I have alway been fascinated with those hieroglypics and your connecting it to the man with guitar is extremely interesting.
Man With Guitar (Poetry) - 1/18/2005 1:36:47 PM
there is nothing like watching a good blues player touching those strings
Yiddish With Dick and Jane (Poetry) - 1/16/2005 9:50:54 AM
Very unique and different but I like different it adds spice.
You Can Always be Rescued By The Love of A Good Woman? (Poetry) - 1/6/2005 8:03:29 AM
i like this, but i wouldn't make the title a question. no need. may even wish to cut it down even further. make it real lean. kind of like william's "Locust tree in flower" just a thought.
An Old Black Man Laughing At Me (Poetry) - 12/21/2004 10:57:39 AM
I enjoyed this poem, it was real and something I can relate to. Keep up the great job.-JD
Mother and Son (Poetry) - 12/14/2004 9:55:17 AM
this is tragic but unfortunately, having a child doesn't make one a mother
Mother and Son (Poetry) - 12/13/2004 8:23:13 PM
due to circumstance, some people just cannot help themselves ...
A Sweet Bitch Slap Into Consciousness (Poetry) - 11/30/2004 11:44:00 PM
Really quite a beautifully written romance. Love the way you word things through this..
Happiest and Warmest of holidays and all days.
God Bless you and your family,
Tracey
A Sweet Bitch Slap Into Consciousness (Poetry) - 11/29/2004 7:56:38 PM
as long as the dream is long-lost, there's no harm to it ...
vividly penned ...
A Sweet Bitch Slap Into Consciousness (Poetry) - 11/29/2004 10:48:21 AM
Great metaphors here, Doug. I especially liked
"you sang my name
through an open window"
I like this piece very much, thank you.
A Smile (Poetry) - 8/2/2004 8:03:13 AM
Wonderful piece. Great insight.
A Smile (Poetry) - 8/2/2004 7:21:23 AM
Good thought-provoking piece.
Sandie May Angel
Before I Go... (Poetry) - 7/18/2004 3:33:21 PM
a good question ... do you really have a choice?
Before I Go... (Poetry) - 7/17/2004 11:25:37 AM
Dear Doug,
An intriguing write!! Beautifully written.
Warm hugs
Elga
Before I Go... (Poetry) - 7/17/2004 7:52:55 AM
Great write...... I enjoyed reading this very much.
Father Knows best, mother does the rest (Poetry) - 7/14/2004 7:09:46 AM
You just brought back some vivid memories of that TV show for me, Doug. I always watched it as a child, wondering why in the world he always wore that Cardigan, even in the summer time; inwardly yearning that he would show up one day, unshaven, hair unkempt, in his tee shirt and boxer shorts, scratching his butt and yawning, as he retrieved the paper from the driveway, yelling, "Bud, get out here and clean up this dog crap."
Losing A Stream of Consciouness On The Dudley Bus (Poetry) - 7/4/2004 12:53:33 PM
Felt like I was riding with you. I was there, one bitter cold day, eons ago. I'll never forget the incredible, backlit skyline in the last red of the dying cold sun as my plane taxied to take me down the light scattered Eastern Seaboard to the warmth of Atlanta.
Rotisserie Chicken (Poetry) - 7/1/2004 6:32:32 PM
(laughing) Love the visual. Good work.
Rotisserie Chicken (Poetry) - 7/1/2004 9:28:30 AM
Ha! I have thought likewise, everytime I am at a Deli counter.
A fresh idea here...brought out very well.
They Are Playing Our Song (Poetry) - 6/27/2004 10:47:17 PM
It's a wonder we haven't fallen flat on our faces ...ummm, or have we? A prolific write, Doug, but so much truth in your words. Thank you.
They Are Playing Our Song (Poetry) - 6/27/2004 5:23:31 PM
There's a ring of truth in every line. We crave danger.
They Are Playing Our Song (Poetry) - 6/27/2004 3:39:26 PM
Life is a constant rehearsal
of a dance that is yet to happen.
When the music stops abruptly
the player skip a step.
Play it again Sam
and the player dances on.
~ May Lu a.k.a. Sandie May Angel ~
The Shower (Poetry) - 6/2/2004 9:55:11 AM
Blind trust can be dangerous. Nice write.
The Shower (Poetry) - 6/2/2004 9:07:51 AM
(((doug)))
LOL--this is a well written, hysterical write. hee hee
sounds like fun :)
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
LaGrange Street Boston (Poetry) - 5/17/2004 6:39:11 PM
A very intresting write! I love your descriptions and that ending...great!!!!
~Nikki~
LaGrange Street Boston (Poetry) - 5/16/2004 1:11:03 PM
Interesting description of an interesting place. It would be more powerful if you had written it from the point of view of one of the people frequenting the place. Might make a good short story.
