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redbrick commented on: MUSIC by chris 29 weeks 1 day* ago* Nice rhymes!: Nice rhymes! [ go to comment ]
redbrick commented on: What do you see? by Teytonon 29 weeks 2 days* ago* Where's the Fave button?!: Where's the Fave button?! That's quit a quip there Tony, fun read "icy dead people!" [ go to comment ]
S74r5p4r3d commented on: "new rhythms" by redbrick 29 weeks 3 days* ago* I have been privileged to: I have been privileged to become more dependent on my Faith, first of all; then those two comments you posted some days ago keep my screen name at StarSpared. And, in my old age, I have become more appreciative and cognizant of moments of importance from my adolescent past. Should the Lord choose to keep me alive long enough, the days and dates of 2027 will align, after February 28th, exactly as they were in 1976 which, from Holy Week through New Years' Eve was the most intensely transformative year of my life. Every few days, there will be a reconnection to experience. [ go to comment ]
Pungus commented on: Hyperstatic Overdrive by Pungus 29 weeks 3 days* ago* Thank you: Well-edited, and I super-stetched the end there, like some fun putty [ go to comment ]
redbrick commented on: "new rhythms" by redbrick 29 weeks 3 days* ago* Thank you for sharing this,: Thank you for sharing this, StarSpared. It really resonates that in chasing endless online connections we can lose touch with the rituals and stories that ground us and it’s encouraging to hear of your having reclaimed yours now. While we can’t get back those “disconnections,” every small step we take to revive that heritage is a meaningful act of restoration. I’d love to hear more about what traditions you’re rediscovering and how they’re reshaping your daily rhythm. [ go to comment ]
redbrick commented on: Hyperstatic Overdrive by Pungus 29 weeks 3 days* ago* Reading this like being: Reading this like being caught in a thunderstorm of raw, electric imagery: blood-soaked sheets, circus lions floundering in shark-infested waters, mustard-colored clouds; yet beneath that fierce chaos there’s a pulse of humanity craving escape and understanding. It shocks and mesmerizes, daring us to stare down our own fears at the break of day. Which image hit me hardest, and would I think this jolting; shall this unfiltered style bring us closer to its truth or push us away? Perhaps a poem or two may be afoot! [ go to comment ]
S74r5p4r3d commented on: "new rhythms" by redbrick 29 weeks 4 days* ago* You describe the way we live: You describe the way we live very well. For all of our online connections. we severely lack the connections with our family traditions and historic heritages. I have been blessed to begin recovering the most important one of mine, but I can never recover the time I robbed from it to waste on lesser and smaller "disconnections." [ go to comment ]
redbrick commented on: "new rhythms" by redbrick 29 weeks 4 days* ago* What happens after traditions: What happens after traditions fall by the wayside, they may be unkept but sublimate into "new rhythms." [ go to comment ]
J-C4113d commented on: *@ 27.055 MHz: Ad Astra; During My Parents' Absence For The Day, My Older Friend Visited [XLIX]** by S74rw4rd-13d 29 weeks 4 days* ago* Thank you very much. Your: Thank you very much. Your interpretation of the poem is "spot on," as they say, and very much appreciated. [ go to comment ]
redbrick commented on: unkempt traditions by redbrick 29 weeks 4 days* ago* Ready to tumble into a dance: Ready to tumble into a dance of toppled teacups and drifting incense? “Unkempt Traditions” spins out the beauty in half-finished customs— cracked crockery whispering yesterday’s feasts. It’s a playful ode to the rituals we quit before they truly begin. Take the floor, give it a twirl—and tell me, which abandoned tradition in your life still echoes with its own messy charm? [ go to comment ]
redbrick commented on: traditions unkept by redbrick 29 weeks 4 days* ago* In sunburnt suburbs,: In sunburnt suburbs, evenings once drew us onto the back verandah— As life sped up, those moments slipped away, leaving quiet spaces where laughter and ritual once lived. I’ve captured that gentle fading in verse— What family tradition have you quietly let slip, and how does its absence still resonate for you? [ go to comment ]
redbrick commented on: "my own ignition" by redbrick 29 weeks 5 days* ago* A cold bench, a flake of: A cold bench, a flake of sodium, and a child’s trembling curiosity —here begins the moment precision and unpredictability fuse. This poem traces how a playful experiment with alkali and water became the spark that fractured glass and forged an inner blaze. What memory sticks out to you, in the laboratory of your childhood? [ go to comment ]
redbrick commented on: *@ 27.055 MHz: Ad Astra; During My Parents' Absence For The Day, My Older Friend Visited [XLIX]** by S74rw4rd-13d 29 weeks 5 days* ago* In hindsight though, we do: In hindsight though, we do realise what happened toward the "crypt scene" and the vials. Not sure what to make of the notion of protection but at that age "our naive understanding" made us invincible and rough-and-ready for anything we put our mind to. [ go to comment ]
redbrick commented on: hearth of inward flame by redbrick 29 weeks 5 days* ago* In “Hearth of Inward Flam: In “Hearth of Inward Flame,” the grandest bursts of fire fold back into embered stillness —phoenix wings nesting in coal, supernovas sighing into stardust, solar flares recoiling into quiet warmth. Which inward spark ignited something in you—the smouldering dreams of the phoenix, the silent sigh of stardust, or the embered hush of fading flares? I’d love to know which image glowed brightest and how the promise of new light born from retreat resonated with your own sense of renewal. [ go to comment ]
redbrick commented on: above the village by redbrick 29 weeks 5 days* ago* I’ve tried to capture the: I’ve tried to capture the quiet and rhythm of rain falling on a quiet village, from the mountain’s steadfast ridge to the silver-glinting roofs below. Which image paused you—the steady drop, the mirrored paths or the waterfall’s measured arc? How did the repetition shape your reading pace or mood? I’d love to hear your impressions, questions or even a single word that springs to mind. —Let’s explore this calm through repetition together. [ go to comment ]