[Critique Group 2] Leonard's comments for Feb.
tuchyner5 at aol.com
tuchyner5 at aol.com
Thu Mar 7 15:49:16 EST 2019
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The tongue-in-cheek humor at the beginningis fun.
The transitions to the summer garden workswell.
You might tell a little bit more about thegarden. More information could clear upsome ambiguities.
On the other hand, a little freedom of the reader’s immaginationcould be a good thing.
The Snowflake Gardener's Zinnia Dreams
by Alice Jane-Marie Massa
Somany, many people
askabout my Snowflake Garden.
Inthis Wisconsin winter of 2019,
my Snowflake Garden is quite prodigious.
However,please do not be jealous.
I like the humor inthese last 2 lines.
Workingon this Wednesday
inthe abundance of my Snowflake Garden,
I like the continuation of the humor inmaking It sound like you are gardening, when really you are shoveling snow.
myfrozen dreams drift
Frozen dreams is an interesting concept.
Can you freeze a dream in a refrigeratorand then take it out to dethaw to beenjoyed?
The connections of working with a snow shovel and going to a summergarden in your immagination Is great.
tomy grandmother's summer garden,
linedwith bricks set at an unusual diagonal
There could be more description about thebricks.
I don’t know whether you mean that thebricks are diagonal to each other , orwhether long lines of bricks are diagonal to each other.
andfilled with two varieties
ofred, yellow, maroon, and orange
stalwart,precisioned zinnias—
precision zinnias is very poetic. I lovethe combination.
zinniasto the east and the west of the water pump,
tothe north of our family bakery,
parallelwith the grocery store building of a tall two stories,
flankedby an iron fire escape.
I think the above lines that describe the rest of thelayout can be perceived in two ifferent ways.
Either you are talking about the placementof the one garden
or of zinias arrayed in different locations.
I think the latter is what you mean.
In any case, they both make nostalgic andbeautiful pictures.
Likea photograph
thatnever escapes my mind,
Isee my Italian grandmother,
Nice ending.
rad
An ongoing comment I often make about your writingis that you use a lot of arcane references.
The readersfor whom your writing references are not arcane would most likely be those whoalready agree with your message.
I think it might be useful for you to have areference page, or something like it.
As you already know, I mostly agree with yourtenets.
Though, it is true that the Devil is in thedetails.
I just finishedreading "Never Look at The Empty Seats a memoir" by Charlie
Daniels. When Ibegan it I pretty much knew that I was going to have mixed
feelings. In theearly 1970s, I was an ardent fan of Charlie Daniels's work.
Specifically thealbums: "Fire on the Mountain," "Night Rider" and"Saddle
Tramp" allspoke to me. Also his song "Uneasy Rider" from "Honey in the
Rock" (anearlier record) conveyed the type of musical personality that I
could admire,agree with and enjoy.
As the 1970smoved on, the expressed beliefs in his music began to change
and move towardan attitude and belief system that I could not embrace. They
very much seemedto be approaching the opposite of what they initially were.
This continuedthroughout his career and I quickly lost interest in his
work.
I’m writing my coments as I go, so what I think atthis point may be changed as I read further.
I don’t know who Charlie daniels is.
I had Alexa call up two of his songs.
I could not understand the words, though his musicwas pretty good.
So I know nothing of his philosophy, so thus farnothing is being communicated to me.
I would suggest that there be some kind of summaryso that the uninformed reader will know what the piece is talking about.
Charlie Danielsis an amazing musician and song writer who has made his
living as anartist and performer very successfully. I do believe however
that he chose notto be true to his initial message and thus jettisoned many
members of hisoriginal fan base.
So what was his original message?
I have made myliving for over 34 years as a therapist and counselor. Like
Charlie Daniels Ihave pursued my career with dedication and commitment.
However though Ihave changed and grown with experience, my underlying
philosophyremains basically the same.
In my writing Ihave also tried to be consistent and true to my expressions
and beliefs.
Thinking aboutthis in the light of my consideration of Charlie Daniels's
memoir, caused meto attempt to define what the themes and concepts in my
writing are. Icame up with the below. It should be noted that I did not set
out tointentionally explore these concerns. I have only recognized them in
my writing as ithas evolved over time. I would be interested to know if my
fellow writers ofGroup 2 think I have accurately defined the themes and
concepts in thework I have posted and shared collectively.
I truly welcomeyour honest and sincere feedback.
Okay, so now I know that this piece is aboutremaining consistent to your themes and concepts and reflecting them, or not,in your writing.
Charlie daniels is just an example where this wasnot done.
So I don’t have to know what he was saying anddoing,
but it is still frustrating not to be one of thein-group.
Themes andconcepts in my writing
Themes
1. The sense thatonce things were in harmony and the universe was a place
that made senseand all living beings were connected by mutual respect and a
commonunderstanding. Restoration of this harmony may be possible and should
be attempted andpursued at all costs.
I agree that your writing has consistently dealtwith those ideas.
2. Humanitystands at a fork in a road. One way leads to the maximization of
our potential andthe development of vast wisdom and our creation of a
paradise onEarth. While the other branch of the fork leads to the elevation
of greed,celebrities, shallow pop culture, a 2 level society comprised of a
tiny group ofincomprehensibly wealthy and the rest of humanity struggling
to just survive.Unfortunately, the choice of our species seems to be moving
strongly towardthe latter branch of the fork.
Again, yhou are consistent.
However, my feeling is that more is being saidabout the negative branch than the possitive one.
The idea of a fork in the road is a good one.
I think youcould emphasize the opportunity aspect.
3. Life for thiswriter and many others involves internal battles of the
mind and heartwhich must be fought and won to survive in an insane world
while developingcreativity and living with kindness and compassion.
True. Ilove the conclusion.
4. This theme hasbeen added approximately eight months after this piece was
written as I havejust recognized its presence in my writing. It is that we
are on an arduousjourney that seems endless and wears one down until it
feels like littleis left. However, it is at that point when we unexpectedly
are met by abeing of immense compassion and healing who is always female.
She is perhapsthe goddess from Celtic Paganism or some other divine being
who heals andrenews the spirit in the manner of Isis or Guanyin so that
going on in somesense is possible and desirable.
The writing of late is consistent with what thisparragrah says,
but it is helpful that you are elucidating ithere.
I don’t know that the reader would have put thattogether by his or her self.
The whole concept summarized in this last paragraphis beautiful. Please keep writing about this theme and in the inimitable way that you do.
Vehicles andConcepts
Science fiction,fantasy, mysticism, journeys and quests, deep contemplation
/introspection,the importance and beauty of music and trying to understand
one's place inthe universe. The endeavor to elucidate the nature of
relationships,past and present. The wisdom, grace and awareness of Animals,
aging and time,humor and the meaning of life. Social commentary, memoir,
mythology,seeking and Celtic Paganism. Reverence for "our beautiful blue
planet" andhow important our role to be "good stewards" is, and how we are
not fulfillingour trust which is very disturbing to me.
Accurate reflection of your themes.
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Staying True ToYour Art (an essay)
An
I love this poem. Simply done, but with complexmeaning.
Final Good-Bye
Good title. It hides a mystery not apparent until the whole poem is read.
Somehow it’seasier to slip away
when darknesscloaks the earth,
When sleepmasquerades
as the finalgood-bye.
Sleep is a rehearsal for death. However, it is also like a fire drill. You know it is not the real thing so it does not have the emotional impact. Youknow you will probably wake up.
Death’s only atrick then,
a childish prank,optical
When you say ‘childish’;, you are denying thatdeath is serious. You may also be sayingthat it is immature, thus thumbing your nose at death. Maybe the expressedattitude is whistling in the dark.
Illusion. Blinktwice, clap
your hands, andfairies will dance again.
This death Is temporary. Life returns. Somehow, this reminds me of theWizard of Oz. Click your ruby slippers and your back home in Kansas. So is it wishful thinking that if going to sleep is LIKE death, maybe death is like going tosleep with no more permanence than goingto sleep.
But, infact, you leave us
dreaming,
swimming into daybreak
through this veilof pulsing rain.
This is interesting. Ithink you are saying that life is a dream. It is not any more real than what we experience in sleep. But I’m notsure that is what you are saying. There are many ways in which this piece canbe interpreted. I believe that leavingthe reader with many possibilities or unanswered questions is a mark of depth and quality,provided the questions are not unintended. I think you knew exactly what you were doing.
Val
This has got to be one of the best unfinished,grief poems I’ve ever read.
Wilderness II
Valerie Moreno
2-17-19
The title is excellent.
The Wilderness is unexplored territory.
It is the most frightening place to be,
but also the place with the most potential forgrowth. Its full of opportunities.
Silence holdsempty promise
I think you are talking about silent meditation or contemplation
where you can listen with inner ears and look with inner eyes.
It’s a little bit like going into darkness wherefrightening things may lie.
This kind of quiet needs courage to explore.
when my heart istrembling,
fragile as fancyglass.
In times ofgreat trepidation yougo to the silencefor enlightenment and healing.
At these times, Ilook
in to the mirrorof my soul--
a spiritualinventory.
I find shelvesbare, others
crammed withrotting boxes,
condensation ofpain unchallenged.
I reach, movecrumbling pretence
of letting go
How could anyone make a line better than that?
never completed.
Wilderness ofsilence holds sterdy promises
as I weep,ponder, search through
griefwork yet totouch.
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