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  • "Tuesday Accident" (sorry, couldn't resist ;) )

    Seriously, Laura Polley's poem has been parsed up, down and sideways and hardly needs more analysis by me. I did find it thought-provoking, though a tad obscure. I'm grateful that those with sharper intuitions for such things picked up on a few points that I found somewhat puzzling. The poem caused me to remember the time in my own childhood when ...
    Posted to Poems by White_Rabbit on September 11, 2008

  • Two insights

    Thanks. It's nice to know that someone thinks that I have a leg up on the Tuesday Poem (which is a change for me). Besides the cinematic quality of the poem, there seems to be a decided and intentional contrast between the reactions of the poet and of his friend to the same circumstances. The two people seem to be exact opposites temperamentally, ...
    Posted to Poems by White_Rabbit on September 3, 2008

  • Re: pea soup

    richard:Self consciously obscure. There are many interpretations of the last stanza which is a forced fit into the first two, primarily descriptive, stanzas. Fog, loom,owl are formula words that are supposed to evoke ominous allusionsIs the friend symbolically dying? Why is she wheeling? Who cares? When a poem can mean anything to anyone it means ...
    Posted to Poems by White_Rabbit on September 3, 2008

  • "Walking in Fog": free verse in motion

    You've heard the phrase ''poetry in motion'' applied to many different things and people. ''Walking in Fog'' is free verse in motion in a sense. To me it is like a sequence filmed by a video camera in the poet's hand -- or (much more likely) in his mind. This may be no great insight, but the short-film character is one of the several gently ...
    Posted to Poems by White_Rabbit on September 3, 2008

  • "Yom Kippur" compared to two Psalms

    This week seems to have been a busy one, with regard to the Tuesday Poem. The subject matter is a couple of months early, but then had it been posted ''in season'' I probably wouldn't have seen it. You see, if all goes well I will be in London, England on Yom Kippur -- or Yom Kippurim (יום כפורים), as the Hebrew Bible actually puts the term (as ...
    Posted to Poems by White_Rabbit on August 29, 2008

  • Re: The medium is the message

    Dear HAP, The medium is the message... No one would agree more quickly than I. That's precisely why I raised the issues I did in the first place. Whatever else the poem is, it's not oriented toward people like me who try to hew to the line of form following function. I don't need to have a poem's structure toyed with arbitrarily in order to ...
    Posted to Poems by White_Rabbit on August 14, 2008

  • Re: A bristle of wings on the anime

    waltz and capsize: only time enough to note I'd mentioned you in ref. to this poem just this morning. from another thread: (On this score, we miss, in discussion of Bristle, White Rabbit, who seems to order his life by Occam. He always thinks horses, never zebras-- unless he's on the Serengeti.) Have you ever been on the Serengeti, WR? To ...
    Posted to Poems by White_Rabbit on August 13, 2008

  • I've missed Mr. Breslin too...

    Amen to the lot, NoStar. Plus: NoStar:Your civil acknowledgment of White Rabbit's criticism is an example for all who feel the lash of a bad review. You and Mr. Breslin ''ain't seen nuthin' yet'' if you think that was a bad review. If it were a bad review, then I would've set the text to ''Home on the Range'' and stampeded the thing off the ...
    Posted to Poems by White_Rabbit on July 24, 2008

  • Re: These One-Word Titles Are Hard to Pun (A Sonnet)

    Thanks for your contribution for the sake of the Form and Function Man. I can only wonder what Mr. Breslin thought of this droll commentary on the vignette that he painted for us. wr ()()
    Posted to Poems by White_Rabbit on July 24, 2008

  • Re: Sigh, Ren...again...

    Foobs (again): It's strange to be so self-obsessedthat someone else's pain or deathproduces neither empathynor thoughts of noble charitybut rather leads one further inand from the world to memory's din;but after all, it's real fearthat makes such things to disappear. The poem, just as many doin flood of words or blessed fewhas petty verbal ...
    Posted to Poems by White_Rabbit on July 22, 2008
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