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Time to read something old for a change.
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Old poems are away of understanding the new ones.
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Some old poems seem new, but often old poems may be percieved outdated but you can only read and get better within these pages. It's alot cheaper than raiding book stores or looking within second hand book stores.
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  • on Love by Pablo Neruda, on November 25, 2006

    Pablo

    The worderful things Pablo does. Pablo brought about a great awareness for many artists, seekers such as he found new inspirations inside his words and paintings. Falling for sculptures is maybe sad at face value but you have to remember Pablo incites an awareness intentionally not only then but am sure it's just as valid today even when translated from Spanish to English.

  • on Metho Drinker by Judith Wright, on May 24, 2006

    Moon shine

    This simply eloquant poem is encroached with experience, for I don't know wether to drink the title or embalm it upon my skin.
    Well the suggestion of tree's even say's it's some untoward sacred healing potion (this could be my stuff). But the 100% toxitity when consummed is far more clean than any bottle of cheap sherry so whats Judith Wright really saying... Well looking closer its two verses 9 lines each 10 syylables the second verse almost every line ends with the letter E , I feel a man colapses in the forrest possibly drunk or maybe the methylated spirit reminds the writer of this man collapsed possibly of a heart failure, but then again I'm often mistaken. I like this poem.
    Tah.

  • on If.... by Rudyard Kipling, on May 24, 2006

    If only...

    Rudyard Kiplings If is appropriatly named its neat in that it lies in four verses with eight lines to each verse with eleven syylables upon most lines.
    It appears to be charged with the grandeur of parenthood on first glance and I'd even be as bold to say yes Mr Kipling men do still call there father Dad, but have they really assertained the approval of manhood, for the verses ring elements of truth yet where does one hold the gripes or discontentments in todays society, especially even now the rural regions of society are fresh in temptation of spilling the beans; if not want of conversation, o.k so some forms of Kiplings If I feel yes I've aspired to but anyway back to the poem.
    If you can keep your head when all about you
    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;

    If I guess in the first line is chose due the anticipation that this is tricky ( if only ) but the assumption 'keep your head suggests that Kipling thinks this message important for the mind, but the suggestion of folks loosing their heads around them is almost diagnosing the unknown which although appears a no no, there is an element of truth. The choice of this piece begins soft then subtly introduces the hasher w's yet as I read on I realise the need for disscression upon myself as a critique that humbles me in this new analytical approach this poem is all about not just himself the poet (as most poems) but it does manage to summarize all about the guiding traits of manhood in a minute space: rendering this poem a classic, if want of the word

  • on The Right Thing by Theodore Roethke, on November 2, 2005
    Happy the the man hence forth in, these poem almost strives to be a mantra.