New York Pitch Reviews, Algonkian Writer Conferences, Poetry

I think it much better especially naming the comet.

Good. Think one or two too many kisses. Bogs or down.
Really like this.

Ty Bob

Thought I'd seen it. Nice. Look forward to seeing all these in a collection, Bob

Love the cutting board analogy. It may solve a problem to eliminate the 2 lines Bob suggested and the one about pneumonia. Show us don't tell us. Few things are as personal as cutting boards. I have my mother"s fr9m 40 years ago.

You are on to something strong here.

Thank you guys.

Thank you all

Lucky. Lotta gotta good poems to choose fr9m

Thanks to my fellow poets for nminating this. Our host,Mike Neff who pays the bills----I hope he is satisfied with how WB rerpresemted IBPC this year.

Grandma kept a crow named Herkimer, claimed it told her things. It brought her bits of mirrored glass, brass buttons and once, a three dollar gold piece. But I will not write a poem about crows, not the four and twenty in a pie, not the ones of Van Gogh who pecked the face of sunflowers. Not even th...

This, one did not hit for me , Bob. You set your own standard by mastering a topic or theme, that you cannot top yourself

Been in hospital 15 days, caused as much trouble as 8 could and am surprised to not see this expanded.

Ken

Thank you. Yay Block

I second Dale Eira Frank

I read this as a first impression piece. I like the skeleton. I also enjoy Dale, the rural settings of your poems.

Doesn't it mean when a plane tips the wings, the pilot is signifying he DOES see you?

IMHO based on reading your work this far, you're not done with this.

Some very nice word choices. Good solid imagery. Nice

Nicely done especially with the firefly metaphor. I would change king and kingdom in last paragraph as redundant Maybe king/land or something

Radium Girls Once was a question We never asked. It was a job needed doing. There was a war on. We worked at night to better see the dials and watch face,tipped camel hair to our lips to make a fine point. Painted luminescent hands and Roman numerals on altimeters tipped iron gunsights, color of old...

well I accept for Radium Girls. Thank you

2nd on Valerians Young Wife

longest I've written..thank you

revised

Frank, based only on your belief the poem has merit, I'll rework it soon.

Nice.

Lot of good imagery and I love the backdrop of corn fields. It has an ethereal quality, the use of stilted language ( sough, repose, etc.) makes it sound like it's from another time. I don't understand everything that's happening, but I like it very much