A shrewd and achingly accurate commentary on too many peoples' sorry excuse for a life.
As always, you hit the mark with stunning acrobatics of language and your own signature wit. The concept of vapid entertainment being a panacea and our distractions being a type of fast food that takes the place of inner nourishment is inspired. You invite the reader to step out of the brain-numbing, easy anesthesia of modern "cure all"s and imagine, create . . . live!
And as always, a most welcome review that opens up tree-lined avenues to further expeditions into poetic expression. And onward in the journey of extrication from these all too easy 'cure alls.'A curious aside as well, 'panacea' was to be part of the title but chose against utlising that for a more accessible title. My gratitude dear PatriciaJJ.
Another well crafted poem, sir. When consumption comes so easy (a la carte, indeed), creative inspiration can easily be displaced by distraction. The 'private peace' has gone from a right of human passage to a lost art for much of society. Lots of great, on point lines here. Fine work encased around observations that are much appreciated by this reader.
Oh that is an intoxicating thought process John! Where anything and everything must be publicly celebrated in the western society's we do lose that sense of self validation and equilibrium, it all has to come from outside of us. Your review and response is truly appreciated and always welcome. /Rik.
You're welcome - thoroughly enjoyed poem, and exchange of thoughts thereafter.
Per both your poem and your remarks on validation, being in the field of horticulture, it comes to my mind that we are in a transformation from being cacti to celery: from only needing the occasional watering of external validation to a constant thirst.
A shrewd and achingly
A shrewd and achingly accurate commentary on too many peoples' sorry excuse for a life.
As always, you hit the mark with stunning acrobatics of language and your own signature wit. The concept of vapid entertainment being a panacea and our distractions being a type of fast food that takes the place of inner nourishment is inspired. You invite the reader to step out of the brain-numbing, easy anesthesia of modern "cure all"s and imagine, create . . . live!
Brilliant work.
And as always, a most welcome
And as always, a most welcome review that opens up tree-lined avenues to further expeditions into poetic expression. And onward in the journey of extrication from these all too easy 'cure alls.'A curious aside as well, 'panacea' was to be part of the title but chose against utlising that for a more accessible title. My gratitude dear PatriciaJJ.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
galateus, arkayye, arqios,arquious, crypticbard, excalibard, wordweaver
Another well crafted poem,
Another well crafted poem, sir. When consumption comes so easy (a la carte, indeed), creative inspiration can easily be displaced by distraction. The 'private peace' has gone from a right of human passage to a lost art for much of society. Lots of great, on point lines here. Fine work encased around observations that are much appreciated by this reader.
Oh that is an intoxicating
Oh that is an intoxicating thought process John! Where anything and everything must be publicly celebrated in the western society's we do lose that sense of self validation and equilibrium, it all has to come from outside of us. Your review and response is truly appreciated and always welcome. /Rik.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
galateus, arkayye, arqios,arquious, crypticbard, excalibard, wordweaver
You're welcome - thoroughly
You're welcome - thoroughly enjoyed poem, and exchange of thoughts thereafter.
Per both your poem and your remarks on validation, being in the field of horticulture, it comes to my mind that we are in a transformation from being cacti to celery: from only needing the occasional watering of external validation to a constant thirst.
That image fits like a glove!
That image fits like a glove! And I've witnessed firsthand the demise of over watered cacti
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
galateus, arkayye, arqios,arquious, crypticbard, excalibard, wordweaver