12-07-2003, 03:11 PM | #1 (permalink) | |
Junkie
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Poem of the Week - Valentine
One of my all time favourites...
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This poem always makes me smile. I suppose like all men who love their GFs or wives, I can wholly empathise with Fuller. I remember when I was courting my wife (if that term is still used!), we used to often sit down home alone and talk for hours, drink wine and I'd read her poetry. It sounds corny now, like something out of Shakespeare, but it was fun and intense and moving and filled me with delicious anticipation. This was a favourite of mine. I can still remember reading it aloud and delighting in the sparkle of my then girlfriend's eyes. This is a poem that needs to be read aloud. I love the play on words, the disjointed meter, the imagery. So... What do you think? Do you appreciate this poem? Does it remind you of how you felt, how you feel now? Or is it just some simple play on words that does nothing for you? Discuss. Mr Mephisto |
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12-08-2003, 11:02 PM | #4 (permalink) |
I am Winter Born
Location: Alexandria, VA
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I read it over several times to myself, and I'm still puzzling it.
It's very different (though not necessarily in a bad way) from the poems I'm used to (standard highschool english reading poems, like Shakespeare, etc.). I ended up having to google some of the references, as I didn't understand them all, but I think it's an excellent poem - just a bit unusual (at least in my terms). Definitely good, though. Nice find, Meph!
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12-09-2003, 09:28 PM | #5 (permalink) |
Tilted
Location: somewhere over the fucking rainbow
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its very unique i like the poem i printed it out and my friends loveit also.... great
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12-10-2003, 10:44 PM | #8 (permalink) |
Float on.... Alright
Location: Where the wind comes sweeping down the plains, i.e. Oklahoma
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Another good selection, yeah the way it sounds seems to hold an emotional context as well. The rush of feelings, the excitement, the words almost but not quite tumbling over one another. Kinda like the feelings you have for someone when you are truly in love. I hope to have it again someday.
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