A massive thank you to any and everyone who visited the thread and / or commented. This has been the hardest NaPo yet but as always, strangely enjoyable, a bit like going to a Bikram Yoga class. You only feel good about it when it's done
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A massive thank you to any and everyone who visited the thread and / or commented. This has been the hardest NaPo yet but as always, strangely enjoyable, a bit like going to a Bikram Yoga class. You only feel good about it when it's done
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Seven Studies
"angels with a speech impediment"! "breath a casualty of winter"!
one part dandelion
Neil, we made it! Cutting gave me the chills in a good way, as my mento would say, can be mined for gold, liked the purple, the Blood is only red when it's dry. Loved the imagery of Jesus only sleeping while the N is locked out.
Destroyer of Lawnmowers
Hi, Neil,
"The Great Enigma" is one of my favorites of yours this NaPo. The image of the one place that is supposed to be a welcoming sanctuary with Jesus sleeping rather than dying for him, totally unaware of N's need for Him at that moment is striking. It's a feeling we've all had, I think, those "where are you, God" moments, regardless our faith, even church secretaries.
Donner
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Neil, very strong ending. Enigma reflects a certain weariness (but in the way that a poem should and not in a way that one would think after such an exhausting month). Very impressive. This was probably the toughest NaPo ever for me too. Thanks for all of the encouragement and feedback throughout. I had never read your work before now, but I definitely look forward to reading more of it.
soul slasher in training
5th,
I agree, this has been the hardest NaPo ever (And I only have two under my belt. Huh.) I think you put out some pretty outstanding work.
The safe held so much nostalgia. The stutter step and the coffee. The step from the curb and the almost jump from the balcony- Youth! The smell of fog and the pause in the storm. The best lost lines of poems never written. Ahhh- sigh, Neil. Just sigh.
Tiffany held a killer dig at the end. This is a keeper piece of work.
The one man battle in Losing It just works. I felt the emotion here. Another keeper.
You have captured a killer image in five words with a long kiss like ozone. Love. Love.
The description of the old man is spot on. I could see this fellow in Like heaven.
Poem number 25: I get it.
It was a pleasure to read you, sir!
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