spoken succinctly in the light of day..where i hope this child will reclaim her innocence someday :)

crisp and measured..hard edges make great paintings and great poems...i loved it :)

...gorgeously fluid..lucid imagery..a standout poem..

and may the wildest seasons yet to come!..joy and peace to you my friend :)

....yes he is there :):)

..this poem will never pale...im in a mindlock with it..a successful raid on the inarticulate......what a poem it is!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

..timely write, we are on the cusp of a total eclipse of the moon....the moon as described above always chooses wisely..beautiful poem

..what a powerful image..turning on the lights will never be the same!!!!....wow...:):):)

..and the bloom never left the rose..a promise brought forward..oh from such a long time ago :)

...found you here in your back pages..so glad i did :)

more! more!..such a refreshing unique style

if we persist, persevere and remain true to our own unique rhythm..eventually anothers rhythm will join us and create a symmetry of shared thoughts and feelings..the best music is yet to be heard :)

straightforward ,sensual, unambiguous and beautiful..first a tribute to yourself as a poet..and secondly, a gift to whomever you had in mind when you penned this..

but somewhere there is a little boy doing a reasonable impression of being a adult..who in his dreams still writes a occasional note to santa :):):)

..read this a half dozen times..obviously ive taken it to heart...your poem has taken residence there...to learn from it :)

now if i only could somehow paint this :)

incredible...this is a huge favorite..from poem to poem there is a unflinching consistency to your work..its a difficult medium we work in sometimes..so your work is a real achievement..your a man who isnt afraid to dig deep and risk...ive always admired that in you..:)

owned the cd/album a half dozen times myself..love your interpretations here my friend

...really great poem..fantastic social and cultural commentary...your very good!! thanks :)

you painted the picture with aching precision...this subject has been broached a million times..but not like you have portrayed , described and defined it...cant imagine the difficulty in writing this...but you did..you did..thanks :)

love your thinking/reasoning here..and i agree with the poem..a soulmate is no less a soulmate if we spend one minute, one hour, one day with the them or..or an eternity..that is left to "the wizards of time" to decide... your poetry is wonderfully thought provoking Lily Mae thanks :)

...and if we must wait..let us wait for just a grasshopper..smile...1913? this poem reads as fresh as the hour it was written in...thank you Yelena :)

your amazing fluidity never ceases to amaze me. word dancing the way you do..i might ask you for a lesson or two someday :):):)