Name: Jayne
Website: http://bit.ly/cTjC5S Date: November 22, 2010
Comment: Your poetry is wonderful. This poem is just a pleasure to read, you are clearly very gifted! I love the lines "I'd rumble up my verb-tank, and smash it through/A wall" it creates such wonderful imagery.
I have just started a poetry blog but feel too nervous to commit to it fully and put more work up...maybe the nerves will be beaten eventually! I suppose opinion is all subjective but the thought of exposing myself completely is slightly nervewracking. I suppose that's where a good psuedonym comes in!!
Name: De Waal Venter
Website: http://bit.ly/poeson Date: March 27, 2010
Comment: Hello Ishmael,
I like your poem: N listening to Queen\'s song on the radio, washing dishes, and his (her?) thoughts take their own course. The strength of the poem lies in die metaphor of a word taking the shape of a tank shell and smashing into \"them\". The poem suggests that this word is \"death\". One infers that the war images are invoked in part by this section of the Radio Ga-Ga lyrics:
\"You gave them all those old time stars
Through wars of worlds -- invaded by Mars\"
The poem falters a bit towards the end where \"full-stop shells\" and question marks are introduced. The metaphor is being overworked a trifle here, I think. Another problem I see here, is that the reader is uncertain at whom all this aggression is aimed - academia? fellow poets? the broad populace? Perhaps a rewrite should rectify these points. Although the poem is rounded off nicely by N coming out of his reverie and finding his hands full of suds, it is a bit of a let-down. In my opinion the poem\'s strongest point is the the word \"death\" being hurled into the \"midst of the \"enemy\". It would be gratifying if the poem could end at a dramatic high point like that.