[Critique Group 2] Today's Critiques Group-2 7-27-23.docx

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Today's Group-2 Critiques 7-27-23

 

1. Sandra's piece or should I say Emily's piece?

 

This delightful piece, written from the cat's point of view is illustrative
of a routine played out by the feline and her "two-legs." As all cat
fanciers know, each cat is a unique individual. My cat would have no
interest in chips, let alone Mexican seasoned one. But such openness to
gustatory exploration is exhibited by some cats and perhaps even more so by
dogs. My cat only knows four foods: salmon (his favorite), chicken, turkey
and tuna. And though he consumes same like they're going out of style,
that's it, he is pleased by boring sameness. My only criticism of this poem,
is that the poor kitty seems to have only gotten one chip. Come on
"two-legs," share the wealth a bit more freely!

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2. Joan's piece:

This piece seems to address those moments and states when our ability to
connect with both those things in our selves and in the universe, that are
our compass and vision of hope and beauty, becomes compromised. Such can
occur for multiple reasons. Our perceptions and awareness become "Cloudy."

we are separated from: "the inner light and joy the beam beyond the dream of
living." Though this is not a good place to be, I believe that for most of
us, it is temporary. This poem nicely captures the attendant feelings of
this condition.

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3. Leonard's piece:

 

Perhaps the poor tired bird was taking her well earned rest and all of a
sudden, a large unwanted alarm clock disturbed her peaceful slumber. Maby,
to her the poet is the enigma. "Why can't this intrusive, hulking human just
leave me alone?" What motivates other living creatures is very difficult to
determine much of the time. As I always say to my cat: "who knows why a cat
does anything?" And I can almost hear him think: "On the other hand, who
knows why a human being does anything." The poem draws a clear and vivid
picture of the scene. 

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4. Valerie's piece:

 

A heart-felt tribute to Annabel Jones and Paris Jackson, two female vocal
artists. The single songs I have heard by both are quite different. As I
don't know the "back story" I don't know if there is an actual life
connection or if the poet writes of the connection, she feels between the
music of both. Sharing similarities: "one shakes her fist, weeping..

the other cries,

wrapped in silent need.

Twin hearts searching for peace." A clear illustration of how the art of
music can inspire and influence the art of a poet. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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