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I fall asleep reading all the time, too. Nothing wrong with that. Only bad part is when I resume reading the next day, I usually have to back up a page or so because I don't remember the last bits I read. :o

Thanks Wabbit. Good point. When I wrote the poem I don't think I was even thinking about love as bad or good. Just that it was growing between the two characters in the poem. Being the goosh that I am, I guess I always initially assume that love is good. Plus, I like snow (at least, until it...

Since Spring has started to bring warm weather, thought I'd post a winter poem. Just because. DANCING AT THE WINTER FAIR the crisp air and your hand on my shoulder my wet pants cuff taps at my shoe a chorus of snowflakes sweep across our ears like whispers spinning into each...

Same with Norwegian Wood. He makes it easy to like him as a writer. I wonder if the same translator worked on both books? I'm totally jealous! :mad: :D

Not necessarily in this order, but: Turtle Island -- Gary Snyder Twenty Love Poems: And a Song of Despair -- Pablo Neruda To Kill a Mockingbird -- Harper Lee Life of Pi -- Yann Martel The Feast of Love -- Charles Baxter Peace Like a River -- Leif Enger Picnic, Lightning -- Billy Collins...

Somewhere on the board last week I came across a discussion of Haruki Murakami. I'd never read anything by him, so I picked up Norwegian Wood on Saturday. I'm not too far into it yet, but I really like it so far. Thanks for turning me on to him. :)

Thanks for explaining. I was worried that I had hurt your feelings or something. Sorry, I wasn't around when you wanted me to be. Like I explained in another thread, I had quite a weekend. But I'm certainly glad that you seem to be feeling less freaked. :) Btw- Your poem (you know which one ;)...

And to think, I'd rounded up all my Allman Brothers albums to play as background music. ;)

:eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: Please, Raven, say it aint so!

Since I wasn't on the board much this weekend, Writer, I guess I missed out on what made you so angry. Certainly, as a good writer, you were able to convey that quite well in your poem (to say the least). It really gave me goosebumps. That last stanza especially. I love your poetry when you just...

I like both of your poems as well, Lindsay. :) I think this one expresses emotions that most all of us can identify with. I especially liked your description of high school being "hallways of soap operas." That certainly rings true. I hope you enjoy college (trust me, it's way better...

Hmmm. Actually I think these two lines together: Inhabiting the past Instead of those bright light might have maybes are my favorite lines. Nice work again, wabbit :)

Hiya Linz! Hope you like it here, eh? :)

Hiya Lindsay! Welcome to Paradise! :D

Actually I have read Twain's book. You're right that it's hard to grow up in Missouri without being thoroughly indoctrinated in all things Twain. ;) Fortunately for me, I do like a lot of his stuff. He was quite an interesting man who lived quite the life as well. Thanks for your comments...

Thanks to everyone who took the time to read and respond to the poem. I'm sorry I'm just now getting around to discussing it. I had a very busy weekend with tennis, a music gig, and Easter dinner with family, and was only on the computer long enough to post a couple of other poems. So, I was...

WRITER II Though I shall never see Her face. Nor hear her voice. Nor meet her eyes. I will know her other ways. Though I will never touch Her skin. Nor kiss her lips. Nor taste her breath. I will give her other things. I shall give her truth And care. I'll soothe her heart. I'll...

WRITER I think of you in the market, your curved fingers Beholding the cool round redness of an apple. Then placing it carefully in the wire basket, It becomes a line on the page. I picture you in the garden, perched bird-like On the low, white stone wall, as the chirpy squeals Of...

You mean .... the "B" word? :eek: Actually, I wrote several "B" word poems about her before I was able to write this one! :D

ADAM AND EVE As I make breakfast -- cereal and toast, My vitamins having already been taken Like a sacrament to good health, I think of Adam and Eve Alone together in that wonderful greenness And did they love each other? Romping in perfect paradise, free from all sin Adam couldn’t...