tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546017.post5284463177210951612..comments2023-12-22T10:17:24.280-05:00Comments on Bookpuddle: Splash du Jour: WednesdayCiprianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00254338542624853230noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546017.post-9464948808495862782007-12-21T12:46:00.000-05:002007-12-21T12:46:00.000-05:00I think it is intense and beautiful. The first tim...I think it is intense and beautiful. The first time the man I loved the most said "I love you" it was a mere breath in my ear before sleep and totally unexpected even after a long time together-he was a man of few words and even less of romantic ones. It literally took my breath away and then I could not sleep. They were magic words-that's what this poem brings back to me. Well done.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546017.post-64137214485975387972007-12-13T17:25:00.000-05:002007-12-13T17:25:00.000-05:00I think it depends on if you meant it to be ambigu...I think it depends on if you meant it to be ambiguous or not or if you mind it being ambiguous. If a poet intends to evoke a specific feeling and no one seems to have that feeling while reading the poem then I'd say it wasn't all that successful. But if you want it to be open to interpretation then ambiguity is ok. Just my thoughts. Take them or leave them as you wish :)Stefaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14943596258182968212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546017.post-46607612095617203762007-12-12T22:37:00.000-05:002007-12-12T22:37:00.000-05:00Thank you for reading me, friends.Poetry is a funn...Thank you for reading me, friends.<BR/>Poetry is a funny business. I never intended this poem as one of sadness, rather, I suppose, the most intense joy.<BR/>I've never thought of "I love you" as something that should be spoken loudly. But this is me. I mean, <I>the poem</I> is me.<BR/>I love the various interpretations.<BR/>Anonymous loves it, Beth and Stefanie, may perhaps like it but think it sad, and Cold Molasses finds that it causes him to hum a tune of some sort.<BR/>I am wondering now if such ambiguity in poetry is a measure of success or failure.Ciprianohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00254338542624853230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546017.post-23043654891590077682007-12-12T20:50:00.000-05:002007-12-12T20:50:00.000-05:00Hmmm...Hmmm...Cold Molasseshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15712709530663147902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546017.post-71773840563043746372007-12-12T15:46:00.000-05:002007-12-12T15:46:00.000-05:00"As I recall, there was indeed An echo, but never ..."As I recall, there was indeed <BR/>An echo, but never louder.<BR/>Not once did you hear it <BR/>Louder, than the first time."<BR/><BR/>So beautiful and so sad.<BR/><BR/>Well done.Stefaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14943596258182968212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546017.post-79451804677530036502007-12-12T15:34:00.000-05:002007-12-12T15:34:00.000-05:00I love this poem!I love the nuance and the suggest...I love this poem!<BR/><BR/>I love the nuance and the suggestion of it. The controlling metaphor of the ripple effect...Whew! I can tell you have been reading Neruda...Oh oh oh. That last line!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546017.post-13370259509098058962007-12-12T12:15:00.000-05:002007-12-12T12:15:00.000-05:00This is sad.An intrusion? Drowned?(Or maybe it's j...This is sad.<BR/>An intrusion? Drowned?<BR/>(Or maybe it's just my take on the poem...)Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14110235078325434919noreply@blogger.com