by Jhaverchand Meghani
Other poems of MEGHANI (28)
Rakta Tapakti So So Jholi Samaranganathi Ave
26 Mar 2006 03:41
i find sometimes that the language in your characterless/plotless poems isn't enough to hold the poem up and the poem becomes in danger of becoming something dry without personality, but this is certainly an exception. the counterbalance lines that made it for me were 'and I never could believe that either', and 'i felt cold.' i don't know when you wrote all these poems, but if you're writing them as you post them then from where i'm standing i'd say your skills are possibly getting more finely tuned by the month.
22 Mar 2006 09:27
the infinite, incomprehensible neither mythical promise nor science providing answers for you that bulwark against the cold the penquins of PH, huddle for heat and sing to pass the time nice song.