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| Reviewed by Romantic Poetess Victoria L. McColley |
9/1/2009 |
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this is a wonderful expression of the soul's voice
I love how you so tenderly express seeing oneself through anothers eyes to really see...
Beautiful!
Peace, Love & Blessings
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| Reviewed by Annabel Sheila |
8/14/2009 |
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What a lovely, whistful poem. Beautiful imagery. Nice job.
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| Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen |
8/8/2009 |
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captivating imagery herein, lg.
that fundamental yearning "for the substance of earth"
ever binds...
very well done.
cg |
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| Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle |
8/6/2009 |
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Beautifully written poem,Great piece,take care
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| Reviewed by Kate Burnside |
8/4/2009 |
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| This is fabulous, Linda. Wonderful self-reflexive write, yet very cleverly using the device of a personal journal that is both it's own self and a projection of the internal landscape. As others have already said, this is superbly crafted and written with such a lightness of touch, yet is insistent and pressing on the mind, leaving the mystical thumbprint of presence. Lovely images conjured here. xx |
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| Reviewed by Patrick Granfors |
8/3/2009 |
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And if you could only see me,
really see who I am--maybe I would come to read myself
as reflected in your eyes.
And yet that would be interpretation, not realization. Excellent work. Patrick
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
8/3/2009 |
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Your image is so comely while your words are so creepy...
Jeepers Creepers!
Ron |
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| Reviewed by Gene Williamson |
8/3/2009 |
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Self-revelation, beautifully rendered, Lin,
in every writer's most intimate and trusting friend:
the Journal. Thanks for letting me in. -gene.
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
8/3/2009 |
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Undone by the power of your pen, Lin - amazing write.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. |
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| Reviewed by Liana Margiva |
8/3/2009 |
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| WONDERFUL!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva |
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| Reviewed by Chantilly Lace |
8/3/2009 |
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| Beautiful writing sweet lady..well done indeed...stay safe and well..Hugsss |
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| Reviewed by Georg Mateos |
8/3/2009 |
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Something coming from the lips of a mountain its stone's face, mythical and quasi whimsical of sounds imprinted somewhere for the fingers to find.
Georg
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| Reviewed by Dawn Wilson |
8/3/2009 |
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| There is so much depth to this and it is so beautifully written. |
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| Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan |
8/2/2009 |
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| incredible depth-i love the final lines best |
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| Reviewed by Pierre Ortega |
8/2/2009 |
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This is such a great poem, The two biggest problems facing humanity, unwillingness to consider another as our equal and failure to look deep enough inside each other and our selves to learn who we really are.
Excellent,
Take Care, Pierre |
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| Reviewed by Carol Grace |
8/2/2009 |
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Again, you are reaching deeper and touching emotions that are raw, making each word count. I love "the wisp of air I am years for the substance of earth."
Carol |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
8/2/2009 |
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| As Dallas has said Magnificient |
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| Reviewed by Dallas D'Angelo-Gary |
8/2/2009 |
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Indeed! "And if you could only see me,
really see who I am--maybe I would come to read myself
as reflected in your eyes."
Magnificent! |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
8/2/2009 |
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Linda,
Highly imaginative, reflective and challenging, I love this experience and its reverberations.
John |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
8/2/2009 |
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Very impressive reflections and self wonder as we often tend to do at times. You captured the uncertainties of us all as we struggle with our identities..excellant write.
hugs
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