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[...] is in the same vein of some small town poems I’ve already written, for example “Litany to a Melancholic” and “The Creek”. The speaker in “The Creek” is a teenaged girl growing up [...]

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[...] to a Melancholic”, published on this blog in December [...]

By: poetryaboutart

poetryaboutart — Thu, 24 Dec 2009 12:51:43 +0000

from Therese — I agree with all praise above. Powerful forward motion, strong voice, inventive images. This poem is an uneasy truce itself — between what’s holy and what’s ruined. The moon as a lady bruised in infancy is great! So is the wonderful combination of green/grey — a kind of muted truce between life and death, growth and decay. Nicely done!

By: wayne

wayne — Sun, 20 Dec 2009 05:41:20 +0000

for sure powerful…..and great imagery

By: Liz

Liz — Sat, 19 Dec 2009 01:51:46 +0000

Such powerful images. I like how you force us to consider strange, juxtapositions, contradictions, how things came to be, and the truces we all make to live in a modern, industrialized world (though some of us have the luxury of enjoying factory fruits without having the factories in our backyards). This line is one of my favorites: “Like how each telephone pole itself is a victim of modern slaughter”

I’m posting my poem drafts on a new password protected blog: http://www.poems.elizabethenslin.com. Feel free to email me if you’d like the password.

By: Linda

Linda — Sat, 19 Dec 2009 00:01:56 +0000

Wow! The poem is powerful both in the imagery you use and the phrases. I think it is riveting from beginning to end! Engaging, Thank you for sharing this.

By: Paul Oakley

Paul Oakley — Fri, 18 Dec 2009 20:05:56 +0000

Nicole, your poetry always challenges me – such strong images, such deep waters you lead us through!

I was blown away by these lines:

And as we silence the engine and leave
this metal-on-wheels cocoon
resting on a square of asphalt, I want you to
see. See how neglect cradles the
trees in her arms, cares for them with the
fecund earth beneath our feet.

By: Julie Jordan Scott

Julie Jordan Scott — Fri, 18 Dec 2009 15:00:32 +0000

It is so rich that you included a wordle prompt poem into this over arching project. These words grip, hold and don’t let go. Fantastic word weaving.

By: karen

karen — Fri, 18 Dec 2009 03:00:30 +0000

I admire your ability to create clear pictures of both the town and the person addressed by the speaker. The language of this held me from beginning to end. I think it will be a wonderful addition to any book of poetry.