| + nice | ion amariutei [15.Dec.03 08:21] |
| the universe becoming an accomplice to the perpetration of art, writing another verse, another galaxy, tossing around another infinity to the unaware witness... the only thing i would change is the last verse, instead of *at the fulcrum of my life* just *fulcrum of my life*, it might convey a stronger sense of universal order. | |
| = to Ion Amariutei | Luminiþa Suse [15.Dec.03 21:04] |
| I have changed the last verse and the title, thank you. | |
| = the shortsighted crab | Motoc Lavinia [19.Dec.03 02:07] |
| This poem which comes to me " easy like a Sunday morning " is touching in its simplicity. Life and happiness is a sum of little things ( Remarque), so is a good poem. | |
| = exquisite symbolic interactionism | Corina Dragomir [26.Sep.04 21:10] |
| the cutting edge of art where new directions and perceptions are forged become a living barometer of change – registered visually, but also conceptually in the emphatic outburst of verses such as: "time playing drums and fife", "in a pulsar’s heart" inducing a symbolic interactionism with the universe seemingly exibited in a deserted fairground. imbued with simple thoughts the conveyance of multiple facets pins the key-line up to the edge of the universe's map. I really enjoyed reading your text and I keep on reading your poems on poezie.ro Cory | |
| = Good | Diana Pacuraru [18.Nov.04 20:15] |
| Honestly, I realised I like you as a poet. I mean, I remember how we started our "discussions", but I realise you have interesting visions on things that usually people treat in two ways: pathetic or too scientific. You keep the balance. That is good to see. | |
| = great Crab Nebula... | Marius Surleac [26.Mar.08 10:42] |
| Great poem about Crab Nebula! I think that on the sky could be the answers for lots of our questions; even we merely compare to the "blink from the crab's eye", the astonishing beyond them is something it can not be expressed with words. I like how you put words together to create such pleasant images "just an instant glow/on the cosmic ink" - simple and realistic. The most wonderful stanza I read for some time is: "time playing drums and fife in a pulsar's heart" - for me, as a physicist and also a writer, is like a huge vibration on my core, because you've mentioned about pulsars. A “pulsar's heart” can be explained in different ways: 1. The pulsars are some small stars that glows so much, the light power is huge, so the "pulsar's heart" is a huge feeling that vibrates the hole body, 'cause pulsars have strong vibrations; 2. The most significant metaphysical assimilation is that they can be observe in oscillations, not continuously - like a light house (i.e. light house effect), and as a light house that shows you the pathway, the same Crab Nebula shows you a distinct pathway intermediate by a thousands of pulsars. Wonderful poem Luminita. My best regards to you for such a heart-sticky poem. Have a nice day! | |