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Quillsvein1
Member since June 23, 2007
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Impressions (after looking at Van Gogh's "Sunflower")
Angry beige cornea in dried sunflower,
The ghost signature a lost
pulse skeleton
Serrated jelly foliage I
am the fifteenth
nearing it’s bitter end
I am the dried leaf about to burst apart
In strands of foliage desperate
wind broken hair
A peering stitched black eyes in
the broken necked sunflower
Stitched acrylic cartoon bled summer
Snail broken wind grass joy,
disarrayed objects
Vase sink and confused orange blunder
Palette melted in paint stroke
Orange follicles balding winds treat love
Quillsvein1’s timeline
- June 2022
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22 WedAnniversary
15 years of membership
- June 2017
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22 ThuAnniversary
10 years of membership
- June 2012
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22 FriAnniversary
5 years of membership
- March 2010
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15 Mon
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02 TueReceived a critique
on Impressions (after looking at Van Gogh's "Sunflower") from @Pamela A. Lamppa
"Hello Congratulations! Your poem has been nominated for the New Advocate's Spotlight award. The following detailed critique will be considered in the decision making process. I think you have handled the descriptive tel…" - February 2010
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19 FriReceived a critique
on Impressions (after looking at Van Gogh's "Sunflower") from @yenti
"If you take all the petals off one side it would look like the painter, lol, Sorry just had to say that, this is a good picture of a painting but is copying , so it would be better to find your own flower to paint but a…" -
11 ThuReceived a critique
on fear and comets from @whitetea
"I always love reading your work, I never can know what is next. I agree with Poe. In the summer a large green meteor ripped through the sky, it was during a meteor shower but it went completely untracked and surprised e…" -
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- January 2010
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30 SatPosted a poem
Impressions (after looking at Van Gogh's "Sunflower")
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24 SunCritiqued
"A Different Christmas" by @weirdelf
"Conception was accepted by Mary, Jess. You're looking at it from a purely intellectual point of view--from that perspective, of course you're going to despise Catholicism or Christianity. If you did it with the Greek Go…" -
24 SunCritiqued
"Final Act" by @Arrow
"out five stars just because I'm friends with people, but I must say that my opinion of your status here--one of the best poets--has not wavered in the slightest. "God, you look terrible– the ratty hair, the acne, skin l…" -
24 SunCritiqued
"preparing for war" by @Seren
"of a "warrior's state of mind", and how. I can taste the proverbial blood dripping from your ferocious syntax! lol. You seem a little too gentle to me though to be wielding it all around like Spartacus. Great job Seren" -
24 SunCritiqued
"Sweet velvet glimpse" by @orgami
"I cannot be objective judging your poetry. rich are the layers on carriage comfort you draw drawl/and glis"tening teeth reveal behind red welcome." Ahh. It is my favorite genre: undiluted surrealism, images aflow in the…" -
24 SunCritiqued
"Speaking of stones..." by @Kailashana
"reads more like a surrealistic, ringing, imagistic prose poem than it does a narrative story with characters, all that--although perhaps it's only the introduction we're seeing? Reminded me quite favorably of Novalis' "…" -
24 SunCritiqued
"Another abyss" by @weirdelf
"This aphoristic little piece is like a sock in the face. Very existential and at the same time grounded in reality. Yes, it is all slipping away, but not the all in all, not that. Excellent! GB" -
24 SunCritiqued
"an acorn falls" by @raskin
"a moment into just a few words, just the way Williams' did with your example the "Red Wheelbarrow"--it is excellent, but you as recall Williams also encouraged us to "show, don't tell": maybe instead of "deadfall" you c…" -
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17 SunCritiqued
"Unshriven" by @weirdelf
"Jess, and hit close to home for me. I only understood it after reading it twice, but that was my headache and not your poem. Sometimes it is hard to discern between people who have been abused and the real sociopaths. T…" -
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08 FriPosted a poem
Loyalty (*prose poem*)
"I went to a barber. I really liked this guy. Since childhood he reminded me what a young man I was. Holding throat cancer in a recorder and pressing it to his chin, a dim buzz cut through all that noise. “What style?” Paul would never have asked me that. It was about time, though. He showed me the first one; I couldn‘t see, but it all looked easier than television. “What crime did I commit?” I asked, wild horse panic. A beefy prison guard with a crew cut (he was easily confused for a man among inmates) and chipped red nails wiggled a fat index finger to a leakage in area where criminals got their hair done. Tears spurted from a black dot. Red. A sort shed by icicles at winters’ end, meaning that much. Skin with a just, stern character of rigor, ice bagged blue, varicose eyes (those white marbles flipping). “All this,” he whistled painlessly, spitting teeth, “and for what?” Auburn locks grazed the lines on my forehead. And me? I knew my own blood when I saw it. “What about ?!” I screamed to an upper tier at 60. “Blood brothers.” “what style?”. Paul had grown tired and wanted to go home." -
04 MonPosted a poem
After LSD: A Mall, 1996
" 1." - December 2009
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18 FriPosted a poem
The Church Basement (prose poem)
"Since my veins were open during the seance exposing an undue amount of blood and the foetuses falling form my forehead were aborted, it seemed a good idea. Getting to Church. I arrived a few hours late for services 12:00 am, 12:00 pm, I had nowhere else to be. I parked in the back and noticed steam roll like butter from my chipped green engine. A cornea began contracting and refracting like a soft bowflex made from silver. Seeing red, I noticed a man hanging from a piece of wood: it appeared he was bleeding to death? I made a design in the window's frosty pane and broke in. I tried wrenching him from this four sided wooden wheel. No dice. "Should I call an ambulance?", I asked feverishly. "I've been everywhere", he said, "and I firmly believe I'm safest here. Have you seen our candles?" A cop with a face like an angry hamburger barked at me. "Someone's dying in there!" I protested. Instead of handcuffs, he bound me together in the freezing cold with rosaries and worry beads. " -
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- November 2009
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30 Mon
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19 ThuPosting milestone
100 poems posted
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19 Thu
- October 2009
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29 Thu
- January 2009
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30 Fri
- June 2008
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22 SunAnniversary
One year of membership
- July 2007
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15 SunHighest posting month
July 2007 — 13 poems
- June 2007
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24 SunFirst critique offered
on "THE WONDER WHEEL" by @Michael F Vinning
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24 SunFirst publication
"Still Life at 19"
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22 FriJoined Neopoet
Membership begins
First poem published 2 days later.
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Solitude
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city air
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"Who Am I?" Dietrich Bonhoeffer
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ocular
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E. H.
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A Message From The East
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found
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"Good To Be Known"
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