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  • on The Celebration Of The Lizard by James Douglas Morrison, on March 28, 2005
    This was long, but extremely good. I judge Morrison without any baggage because I've only recently started listening to The Doors - and I had come to know of him as a rock star and a poet at almost the same time. A truly creative person can create anything - so it's a shame how Jim Morrison is prejudiced like that.

    This poem, I don't know if it's his best, can certainly put to shame many of our serious poets.

  • on Valentine's Day by Laura Elizabeth Richards, on March 28, 2005
    I don't know if the poem's written to one of her daughters or to a woman from a man's point of view or even a lesbian poem. But I really love the subtle hints of darkness within the apparently musical poem. Valentine's is indeed a painful time for most, a melancholic time for many... and should happen everyday for those who find themselves lucky enough to celebrate it.

  • on Daddy by Sylvia Plath, on March 6, 2005
    The most amazing poem by Plath I've ever read. One of the first too - and it taught me why she's called a 'confessional poet'. Have we ever had a more truly confessional piece?

    I've studied this poem by myself - and in most parts it feels like she's torn between whether to love or hate this man who was her father. Love him because he was the father and as father he was lovable. Hate him because probably as a person, his stand in life didn't find approval with her, and also because she accused him of leaving her so early. And a guilt complex too - because she shouldn't hate her father so passionately - and which makes her almost think that she killed him, which she on no account did. (I'm not so well-versed with Plath's life to tell if my assumptions are true, though)
    And in the end, the hate wins out. But that uneasy feeling of almost revengeful love is always there. Wouldn't you call that a masterpiece?

    - Mandy

  • on A Dog Has Died by Pablo Neruda, on March 5, 2005
    People had recommended Neruda to me for ages, but I had never (for some reason unknown to even myself) never took up his work. Not until I had to read one of his books in original Spanish for my Spanish class - and I was left dumbfounded!
    Now I regret all those times I wasted not wanting to read Neruda.

    This poem is so awesome. Simple, basic words - Neruda's signature style. Simple images. Simple words and images mourning a lost simplicity of life. The dog is such a beautiful metaphor.