Your laser-sharp focus, plus: Your laser-sharp focus, plus details that act as brilliant emotional triggers placed me right in the center of your reverie. This is brooding and beautiful, cinematic and intimately meaningful. True art! You never fail to amaze me.
Despite bananas and: Despite bananas and croissants available to do the little they can do, the poem leaves me with other, unspoken fears . . . as it is meant to. The poem is coy in the way the best literate ghost stories are, and yet you have accomplished this in far less space, far fewer words, than the customary ghost story provides. This succinctness is part of your power as a Poet; part of your pillar-ness as a pillar of PostPoems. I am old enough, and have paid my dues enough, that I can now read what I like, and avoid what I dislike---without owing anyone an explanation. But one of the reasons I like to comment on your poems is to offer that explanation, because your work so splendidly earns its comments.
Perhaps there was foresight on: Perhaps there was foresight on her part, in sharing that info with you. Maybe she knew you'd be the kind of soul to find out and let others know. I appreciate you doing so, as seems so many others do as well, though I'm sorry you had to be the bearer of such news. I did not see this post at the time you shared it, and it's only in spotting a comment made shortly ago by a fellow writer that I chanced upon it. Grateful for that, as well, how ever sad.
Thank you for such a kind and: Thank you for such a kind and uplifting welcome! I have read some of your stellar creations (You're amazing!) and I'm deeply moved and honored by your support. I'll definitely return to your page.
When she disappeared from: When she disappeared from Postpoems, I began to worry and did some research (Her last PM to me was signed by her full name and that helped) and like you, a part of me was hoping not to find anything, but, unfortunately, my fear was confirmed. You're absolutely right about her being a "real friend and encourager". I miss her so much.
I'm now glad I took the time: I'm now glad I took the time to find out what had happened to her. I felt like crying when I read your expression. I hope somehow she knows just how loved and missed she is.
"and your breathless: "and your breathless whisper
calling upon whoever
your
tiny God is"
Your gift for lithe and gripping language sizzles in this free-spirited fantasy. I'll certainly be back to relish more of your brilliance.
To have made its mark,: To have made its mark, however subjective that process may be, is probably the pinnacle of poetry (universally) and the heart's goal of each poem (individually).
To have thus arrived, as per your most welcome and illuminating response, brings the poetic process full circle and an entire Humanity's breath thus cycled, oxygenating the alveoli of history yet being written as it is lived in the present, thus creating a beacon of hope in the souls of its participants.
Philosophy, as a course of study in all levels of formal education, had personally been a curious experience for me bringing along certian lingering thoughts.
Your most appreciated interaction and well thought out reply has made this apparent and most useful in the pointing out of that organising 'mechanism' within each student, no matter what age.
It is always a pleasure to hear from you and please note that it is not intentional to impose upon you in your current condition. This only makes your interaction even more valuable. And for that I am truly and most wholeheartedly grateful.
One of the beauties of poetry: One of the beauties of poetry is that as we fade into eternity what remains of ourselves shall have been given the opportunity to live on in our poetry.
Really: Really heartbreaking.
Though inside I knew this had likely been Stella's fate, part of me held hope that she was recooperating somewhere, and would eventually return. Her last messages to me were very cryptic, but I somehow didn't see it at the time. It's really been different without her. She was a real friend and encourager, and a really forthright and active participant here. Definitely gonna miss her. Already have been.
p/s Thank you, Patricia, for bringing this to light. On a number of ocassions I had searched but came up empty, while both hoping to find something and hoping not to find something, at the same time.
Thank you most kindly. Being: Thank you most kindly. Being consistent on all counts can be quite the daunting task. This validation guides the work and effort invested. For that I am most grateful.
I do not think I have ever: I do not think I have ever come across you until tonight. Even though you've been a member for 20 years, you are absolutely a breath of fresh air to me!!! This is an amazing write "Truth...in madness" I fear us poets are all just a wee bit mad/insane/deeply disturbed. I shall keep checking out your work!
Oh my goodness....I had no: Oh my goodness....I had no idea about Stell!! Stella and I lost touch about 1.5 years ago, but at one point in my life, she was there for me when no one else was. No doubt, a bright light has been lost now. Thank you for posting this. I wouldn't have known otherwise.
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