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A man returns to his neighborhood37 total reviews
Comment from BermyBye50
easyeverett1,
You are the English Lit teacher I wish I had in high school. I have learned a lot from reading and studying your artistic masterpieces. I only hope one day my fledgling talents will aspire to write great poetry like you.
All the best,
Eugene
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easyeverett1,
You are the English Lit teacher I wish I had in high school. I have learned a lot from reading and studying your artistic masterpieces. I only hope one day my fledgling talents will aspire to write great poetry like you.
All the best,
Eugene
Comment Written 29-Jul-2023
Comment from Lisasview
Hello Everett,
I see only two punctuation marks in your first part and very very few after that.
This makes the reading of your work rather difficult.
I am wondering why there is an absence of punctuations throughout most of what I read of yours?
Lisasview
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Hello Everett,
I see only two punctuation marks in your first part and very very few after that.
This makes the reading of your work rather difficult.
I am wondering why there is an absence of punctuations throughout most of what I read of yours?
Lisasview
Comment Written 29-Jul-2023
Comment from Writebynight
Wow, this is really grim. Very atmospheric. This is a really great line: 'Echoes still drift along the faded asphalt haze of time.' Thanks for the read.
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Wow, this is really grim. Very atmospheric. This is a really great line: 'Echoes still drift along the faded asphalt haze of time.' Thanks for the read.
Comment Written 28-Jul-2023
Comment from jake cosmos aller
very john Ashbury new York school poem. love it. got the feel of the city, and its varied inhabitants especially the down and out of the city who are all around us but sadly invisable
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very john Ashbury new York school poem. love it. got the feel of the city, and its varied inhabitants especially the down and out of the city who are all around us but sadly invisable
Comment Written 28-Jul-2023
Comment from Lea Tonin1
All this was sad, a sad and poignant write. Loneliness and hope and the ultimate disappointment.
Magnificently written A story within a poem you pulled it off very well
An amazing and gifted writer you are, and your poetry is sublime very much. Enjoy reading it. You can never find any issues with grammar. What's a lover your choice of words and the amazing way? I must say it's done it, so thank you again for another wonderful submission and may your evening be great!
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All this was sad, a sad and poignant write. Loneliness and hope and the ultimate disappointment.
Magnificently written A story within a poem you pulled it off very well
An amazing and gifted writer you are, and your poetry is sublime very much. Enjoy reading it. You can never find any issues with grammar. What's a lover your choice of words and the amazing way? I must say it's done it, so thank you again for another wonderful submission and may your evening be great!
Comment Written 28-Jul-2023
Comment from JSD
'acclimatisation'?
You do too much of it, but I have to admire your intricate play of language. I wish you'd be more concise, but your use of metaphor and graphic, visceral vocabulary is enviable. Well done, again.
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'acclimatisation'?
You do too much of it, but I have to admire your intricate play of language. I wish you'd be more concise, but your use of metaphor and graphic, visceral vocabulary is enviable. Well done, again.
Comment Written 28-Jul-2023
Comment from karenina
You do not only have a poet's great gift of words, but the eye for detail that lures the reader in, deeper and deeper. I became one with the journey through reminiscing, observation, and the stark image of death as painted by the startling image of "Chesterfield blood on the molted fox-tail head of her belov-ed fur."
I've not a single six left. But this deserves that accolade!
Karenina
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You do not only have a poet's great gift of words, but the eye for detail that lures the reader in, deeper and deeper. I became one with the journey through reminiscing, observation, and the stark image of death as painted by the startling image of "Chesterfield blood on the molted fox-tail head of her belov-ed fur."
I've not a single six left. But this deserves that accolade!
Karenina
Comment Written 28-Jul-2023
Comment from Lola G
I enjoyed reading this poem with its rich descriptions of scenes and buildings that simultaneously exist as they are now and were long ago. This contrast highlighted what the protagonist didn't see as they made the trek to their past. I noticed 2 minor punctuation issues, my apologies if these are purposeful. Public School #59 (insert a space) and remove the hyphen in beloved fur.
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I enjoyed reading this poem with its rich descriptions of scenes and buildings that simultaneously exist as they are now and were long ago. This contrast highlighted what the protagonist didn't see as they made the trek to their past. I noticed 2 minor punctuation issues, my apologies if these are purposeful. Public School #59 (insert a space) and remove the hyphen in beloved fur.
Comment Written 27-Jul-2023
Comment from Ulla
This is the words of deprivation if I've ever come across it. I sure hope this is not your general view of mankind. There is another side to the coin as well.
You paint a very sharp picture here, when everything goes wrong in life. Ulla:)))
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This is the words of deprivation if I've ever come across it. I sure hope this is not your general view of mankind. There is another side to the coin as well.
You paint a very sharp picture here, when everything goes wrong in life. Ulla:)))
Comment Written 27-Jul-2023
Comment from dragonpoet
Hi Tom,
I realized half way through that I'd read this before. But, it is just as good the second time around. It give a clear image of a broken down and decaying neighborhood. It shows that even in a poverty stricken neighborhood there can be good memories. It seems the death of your mom echoed the death of the neighborhood.
Keep writing and stay healthy
Have a great day and weekend.
Joan
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Hi Tom,
I realized half way through that I'd read this before. But, it is just as good the second time around. It give a clear image of a broken down and decaying neighborhood. It shows that even in a poverty stricken neighborhood there can be good memories. It seems the death of your mom echoed the death of the neighborhood.
Keep writing and stay healthy
Have a great day and weekend.
Joan
Comment Written 27-Jul-2023
