Pier 1 bedroom

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sure, I don't know how to read this, I'm really not too bad at these things, what I see is a statement of nonstatement. 4 "good" blocks, line:
"Salt distilled from Kathmandu tears" smelling of patchouli, 4 "bad blocks" line: ...patchouli BTW on the cleverness meter on a scale of one to ten dollar Phuket ladyboy rates a solid five.
Do I look at this from a Marxist, neo-colonist (pun) standpoint, or do I look at this as something generated and sorted, but not completely thought out. It does look a little too calculated, and smelling of patchouli,
I'll go back and check the catalogue, and then I'll come back and vote.
Your old friend, the numbered one.

Bali Hai

Although this is a walk though a showroom, it really does remind me of a trip to Indonesia I went on years ago (except the ladyboy of course). As I said before, I like your poetry for it's vivid imagery. I think what you've put in each stanza is needed, nothing deficient or extraneous. Very nice. Easy 5 for me.

a poem of two halves

both rich, both vivid... you feed us image after image after image - props on a stage that's the room. more than that, you feed us colour, texture, flavour and simply words that are wonderful to the mouth as we speak. you even give us a 'trip around the world' with the name-places... something i found apt considering the context of this write.

part two shows the slip into degeneration, and the visuals contrast starkly with the first half's. the reps of 'Salt distilled from Kathmandu tears' work wonderfully for me, grounding the poem even further.

a sensory poem, offering us the seduction of butter lamps/fresh cut jasmine and wet grass' then, on the turn of a few lines, dealing us 'oil streaked Manila canals,charcoal smudges burning garbage and plastic bags'.

i am really enjoying reading you, desejo. :)

extraordinary imagery