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The Mt. Dew line definitely: The Mt. Dew line definitely made me laugh.   We are ill as a society, too often taking joy in each other's demise. Thankfully this twisted 'celebration' was only over soccer. But we've all seen people celebrate more serious losses.

Audio Linked: Could you give the audio link a try? If it works and you give it a listen, do let me know how your opinion shifted of the piece (if at all)   Graciously, H

Thank you for the honor of: Thank you for the honor of your presence and your radiant addition to Andrea's remembrance. It means so much, superb Poet. Many times: thank you!  

You're welcome and: ..not taking you for ride. Especially not with Paul. He got captured pretty early in that venture (he only got about 3 miles into his ride!). Nor with the other really famous Paul, who apparently was killed in a car crash, or so I've heard is revealed if you listen to Helter Skelter backwards ; ) Don't want to ride with Paul's, apparently.   The poem series has it's share of beautiful features and redeeming qualities, but also passes on certain prejudices about Native Americans, including ideas about savagery and their removal being a necessity for civilizatioin's future. It carries importance, if nothing else, for helping us to have a better view into how "society" at the time viewed the history and plight of Native Americans (especially since Longfellow's piece was a huge hit that rose him to stardom). It didn't also inspire what I think is one of the more emotion and thought provoking paintings of the 19th century - Departure of Hiawatha.

A heavy, intense song, for: A heavy, intense song, for sure!

this would an awesome death: this would an awesome death metal song

I was about to turn in for: I was about to turn in for the night, but then this poem appeared, and I cannot close the day without immediately commenting on this wonderful entry added to the grandeur of the poems Patricia has already posted here.   First, look at the first metaphor presented, in the second line.  "Little exhales of light":  that is verbal artistry that should make every poet on this site envious.  The centerpiece of the poem is in the stanza that begins "and we'd finally/know."  She closes the poem with another two magnificent metaphors---the surrogate stars and the signposts. Reading this poem, I realized something I have never thought of before:  when we look at the night sky, the stars we see are tiny points of twinkling light.  We do not see the massive, incandescent sphere in which the pressure of gravity and the pressure of fusion, although opposites, are kept in perfect equilibrium.  We see what we were intended to see---those small points of light.  And we see the same correspondence in summer and early autumn with the fireflies.  This correspondence was embedded in the creation of the Cosmos and the creation of Earth by the God Who is Love, and a the verbal skill and spiritual acumen of this magnificent Poet, Patricia, reminds us of this fact.  One of the functions of Poetry is to point out things that, in the ordinary course of daily living, we may not notice, or retain, or correctly interpret.  To my mind, Vergil established this tradition with his attention to the way the Cosmos, or Nature, as settings, are impacted by and impact the lives of shepherds, farmers, and warrior; with the tacit reminder that the task of Poets is to present these aspects.  Patricia writes from the Vergilian perspective.  Just as Vergil did not need to imitate Homer's or Hesiod's length poems to achieve effectiveness, Patricia need not imitate Vergil's.  Quality, rather than quantity, informs and vivifies the Vergilian perspective, and Patricia achieves that . . . each and every time.