Beet Poetry
Caught red-handed60 total reviews
Comment from DALLAS01
just wondered if the title was a play on words for beat poetry? Perfect match of words and art. I have never peeled a beet. As a matter of fact have only eaten them pickled in a jar. Checked out some of the reviews and actually learned about the process.
reply by the author on 31-Dec-2017
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just wondered if the title was a play on words for beat poetry? Perfect match of words and art. I have never peeled a beet. As a matter of fact have only eaten them pickled in a jar. Checked out some of the reviews and actually learned about the process.
Comment Written 31-Dec-2017
reply by the author on 31-Dec-2017
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Yes, Dallas, the title is a play on words. Thank you for your review of my about-to-be-pickled beet poem and have a happy New Year.
Comment from bichonfrisegirl
"Stained bloody from the crime of loving them too much" ... brilliant, Andre! I love beets and can relate. So's not to look like Lacreatia Borgia, wearing disposable gloves helps when peeling beets. :) Perfect pairing of picture and poem.
Happy New Year and wishing you all good things for 2018! ~~ Connie
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"Stained bloody from the crime of loving them too much" ... brilliant, Andre! I love beets and can relate. So's not to look like Lacreatia Borgia, wearing disposable gloves helps when peeling beets. :) Perfect pairing of picture and poem.
Happy New Year and wishing you all good things for 2018! ~~ Connie
Comment Written 31-Dec-2017
reply by the author on 31-Dec-2017
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Yes, Connie, when I searched online for a picture to accompany my poem I was disheartened to see many pictures of gloved beet peelers. Thank you for your review of my poem you called brilliant. I wish you a happy New Year.
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It can be a challenge to find just the right picture, for sure! :) Happy New Year, Andre!
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Yes, Bichon, I do not understand why poets write poems based upon a picture of something that they have not experienced when an idea for a poem can literally be right in your stained hands. Thanks again.
Comment from nbonner
Sometimes we forget that what we have to get across doesn't have to be in a long poem but can be said in five lines. Nicely written. The imagery used and the picture brings the poem alive. Thanks for sharing. NB
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Sometimes we forget that what we have to get across doesn't have to be in a long poem but can be said in five lines. Nicely written. The imagery used and the picture brings the poem alive. Thanks for sharing. NB
Comment Written 31-Dec-2017
reply by the author on 31-Dec-2017
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Yes, NB, "Sometimes we forget that what we have to get across doesn't have to be in a long poem but can be said in five lines." My original draft was forty-two lines long, listing every ingredient and step I used to roast beets, but I found I was making the poem far more complicated than it needed to be. So I scrapped it and started again, focusing only on the stained hands and warm beets. Thank you for your review.
Comment from Eternal Muse
Oh, it's awesome! I love beets, they have so many benefits to your health. I especially liked "bloody from the crime of lov9ng them too much."
Good luck in this very original contest.
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Oh, it's awesome! I love beets, they have so many benefits to your health. I especially liked "bloody from the crime of lov9ng them too much."
Good luck in this very original contest.
Comment Written 31-Dec-2017
reply by the author on 31-Dec-2017
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Yes, yes, yes, Yelena, people love that closing line. Thank you for your review. Although this is not a contest entry, I intend to submit it to publications next month. Have a Happy New Year and thank you for all of your help on my sonnets.
Comment from Zue65
The picture complements well the message of your poem, the choice of words is perfect to effectively convey what the author wants the readers to receive from the poem. I like best the last two lines which gave the needed punch to the poem.
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The picture complements well the message of your poem, the choice of words is perfect to effectively convey what the author wants the readers to receive from the poem. I like best the last two lines which gave the needed punch to the poem.
Comment Written 31-Dec-2017
reply by the author on 31-Dec-2017
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Yes, nassus1957, reviewers love those last two lines because they gave my poem a needed punch. Thank you for your review. I wish you a Happy New Year.
Comment from dragonpoet
Sometimes love can be painful. and often it can seem like someone is peeling parts of you away. I never knew that you had to peel beets. I have only seem them canned.
Keep writing
Happy New Year.
Joan
reply by the author on 31-Dec-2017
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Sometimes love can be painful. and often it can seem like someone is peeling parts of you away. I never knew that you had to peel beets. I have only seem them canned.
Keep writing
Happy New Year.
Joan
Comment Written 31-Dec-2017
reply by the author on 31-Dec-2017
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Yes, Joan, unfortunately some people only know of canned beets--I won't eat those. I roast and peel beets myself. Thank you for your review and for noting how love can sometimes be painful. Happy New Year. I will keep writing.
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You're welcome.
Joan
Comment from Dorothy Farrell
Hi Sis, now this is a really clever poem - short but clever. When I saw what looked like bloody hands I thought it was one of Dean's poems. But no, it was a cleverly thought out piece of work. You've obviously cooked beet before as you seem to know just how the skin comes off so easily. 'stained bloody from the crime
of loving them too much.' Very good - well done and Happy New Year. Dorothy x
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Hi Sis, now this is a really clever poem - short but clever. When I saw what looked like bloody hands I thought it was one of Dean's poems. But no, it was a cleverly thought out piece of work. You've obviously cooked beet before as you seem to know just how the skin comes off so easily. 'stained bloody from the crime
of loving them too much.' Very good - well done and Happy New Year. Dorothy x
Comment Written 31-Dec-2017
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Yes, Dorothy, I was peeling roasted beets for a Christmas potluck when I paused a moment and thought, "This would make a great poem." I wrote it in a week. My fingertips still bear faint beet stains. Thank you for your review. Happy New Year.
Comment from Dolly'sPoems
This is a very clever and unusual poem and beetroots are a natural dye which can be used to actually dye clothing! I have never actually cooked them myself and I think I would use gloves to peel them! But here the evidence is clear of the love of beets! Love Dolly x
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This is a very clever and unusual poem and beetroots are a natural dye which can be used to actually dye clothing! I have never actually cooked them myself and I think I would use gloves to peel them! But here the evidence is clear of the love of beets! Love Dolly x
Comment Written 31-Dec-2017
reply by the author on 31-Dec-2017
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Yes, Dolly, using gloves take all the fun our of peeling beets. Hey, if I had worn gloves, I never would have written this poem! Thank you for your humorous review and have a Happy New Year.
Comment from Jay Squires
Anyone who has peeled roasted beets intuits the richness of this poem's truth. Peeling requires delicate hands, patient hands--the gentle, loving touch that nudges the peeling away from the flesh releasing a patina of blood instead of the hemorrhage brought about by rough, unloving hands.
LOL, if you start a poetry newsletter ... I'm your man!
reply by the author on 31-Dec-2017
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Anyone who has peeled roasted beets intuits the richness of this poem's truth. Peeling requires delicate hands, patient hands--the gentle, loving touch that nudges the peeling away from the flesh releasing a patina of blood instead of the hemorrhage brought about by rough, unloving hands.
LOL, if you start a poetry newsletter ... I'm your man!
Comment Written 31-Dec-2017
reply by the author on 31-Dec-2017
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Ha, Jay, thank you for your generous, six star review and for suggesting I start a poetry newsletter. Two weeks ago I was peeling still warm, roasted beets with my stained hands to make a salad for a Christmas potluck when I paused and thought, "This would make a great poem." It took me a week to write. Early drafts focused on the aromas and flavors of roasted beets, but I decided to focus only on the stained hands.
Thanks again for your review and for all of the support and encouragement you have given me this past year. Have a happy New Year, too.
Comment from davisr (Rhonda)
What a clever poem! Not only have you presented a vegetable that some people love, you've done so with a great picture.
Now, the best part of all is the final line. It made me laugh, in a good way.
It made me almost want to eat a beet. Unfortunately, I don't like them cooked. Raw, I do, like in salads, and I like them pickled. Just not boiled.
Any rate, it's a wonderful poem.
Happy New Year,
Rhonda
reply by the author on 31-Dec-2017
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What a clever poem! Not only have you presented a vegetable that some people love, you've done so with a great picture.
Now, the best part of all is the final line. It made me laugh, in a good way.
It made me almost want to eat a beet. Unfortunately, I don't like them cooked. Raw, I do, like in salads, and I like them pickled. Just not boiled.
Any rate, it's a wonderful poem.
Happy New Year,
Rhonda
Comment Written 30-Dec-2017
reply by the author on 31-Dec-2017
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Yes, Rhonda, that final line makes the poem. I needed words to match the experience and image of beet-stained hands as well as the love and hatred many people have for this vegetable. Thank you for your review and have a Happy New Year.
