Going through old emails and recovered this double wonder (the second finding the Leobard Cohen YouTube Channel and this magnificent transcendent performance
OK, now I'm having to write a new poem. Your Villanelle is scary, layered, dark and lovely, Shannan. There is something reassuring to read a hopeless poem. My mind automatically pushes up for air and light. I hope everyone does that. "our bombs engraved their eyes." So good. So sad. And LC, the master of misdirection, making me laugh about his woman in the middle of world dissolution. Thanks for this. Maybe I'll take on "Closing Time," my favorite.
Haunting piece. The refrains twist with each return, gaining more bitterness each time — until “The war is won. Who was it for?” feels less like a statement and more like a wound. The image of children pillaging sandcastles at the end was especially chilling.
Going through old emails and recovered this double wonder (the second finding the Leobard Cohen YouTube Channel and this magnificent transcendent performance
Leonard Cohen's "The Partisan" is basically playing in my head 24/7 this past year. For reasons unknown, por supuesto.
OK, now I'm having to write a new poem. Your Villanelle is scary, layered, dark and lovely, Shannan. There is something reassuring to read a hopeless poem. My mind automatically pushes up for air and light. I hope everyone does that. "our bombs engraved their eyes." So good. So sad. And LC, the master of misdirection, making me laugh about his woman in the middle of world dissolution. Thanks for this. Maybe I'll take on "Closing Time," my favorite.
"A carnivore begs" is such a heavy line
Haunting piece. The refrains twist with each return, gaining more bitterness each time — until “The war is won. Who was it for?” feels less like a statement and more like a wound. The image of children pillaging sandcastles at the end was especially chilling.
Reminds me a bit of Leonard Cohen’s Nevermind