All Comments on 'Beethovenhous'

have you been sight-seeing? :)

A nice piece of reflection there.

gentle poem. Spell check wouldn't catch "storeys" :-D

Thank you Lauren, for this.

It has a gentle way of guiding me through the house, and I can see it all. Loverly.

masterful, get it!

I think you're very objective when writing imagery poetry, and I think that is one of the things that makes youre poetry amazing. You could explain sight to a blindma, I think.

A mediocre piece of prose does not make poetry. It is hard to imagine more routine, trite approach. Especially with that naive, and basically trite ending. Sure, suddenly we have a garden--p_a_r_a_d_o_x (or something :-). Very weak.

The arbitrary, meaningless claims that supposedly the house is tired, that pianos sit timidly and fearful (:-), that they do not want to be touched, show clearly that the author has no clue about poetry yet.

The stanza which starts with "Complementing..." is extra bad. And the lines:

His house lies empty

because the Maestro

is gone.

bring kindergarten to your mind (I can't help hearing a proud mother showing off her child: she said that the house is empty because nobody lives in it--what a precocious baby, isn't she intelligent beyond her (three) years?!

I think that English gave in a couple of places (but that's a minor problem, easy to fix).

Well written and evocative. Very enjoyable. Not sure what the poster before me was on when he read this and made his comment, but I would guess several days short rations and several months without a girl.

Despite SJ's acerbic wit, there's much in here to be praised. It's an excellent mood piece, setting the 'feel' for the house. Sometimes the poetic piece should be clear and easily deciphered by the 'average' person without having to have a deep understanding of poetry mechanisms.

Whereever the Maestro is ~ let him step to the music which he hears ~ however measured or far away.

This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,500 poems.

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