by Lauren Hynde
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,000 poems.
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Always struck by the austere images
In black and white
Photos and poetic painting
And how you tie the two so closely.
Wonderful mirror of stark imagery and stark image-- these work well together. I wondered who the "they" were, though.
On the whole an excellent series that I enjoyed very much.
Fly
your poem was mentioned on the thread
"New Poems Reviews"
thanks for the journey
...at odds - I'm in tears. I just wandered back through all you Al-Garb-5 series and they're all wonderful. What a collection of beautiful works, both the photographs and the poems. Magical.
Tess
I enjoyed the flow and style of the poem which provokes a dialog with ones imagination.
I like the photograph too but I found it to be very much a seperate entity from the poem but it would be harsh to mark a very good poem down for that.
Great poem.
I admit you might have lost me on this one, I will reread it again and see if I can decifer it. But the pic and the basic jest of corrosion/erosion was obvious and deep and open like a hole lot of Lauren <grin> just didn't grasp the house? Loved the anchors graveyard...awesome,
very ...<grinin > poetic~
Lauren, the photos are all wonderful (and I know you took them), but I have to admit that the poems are even better (I guess I just relate to words more, lol). This series just keeps getting better. Your writing just keeps getting better--and it was pretty damn good at the start. :D