Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Driving Home With Christmas Comments

Rating: 4.0
The stream of cars stutter on second by second
Transferring to minutes. Accumulating
Along roads and junctions through towns
Where Christmas lights now glow – red, yellow and green


Seán O Muiríosa
Shelley B. Keats 26 December 2005
Nice work Sean! The character in your poem appears to like the season as much as I. Loved the 'narky' husband! The last line is very good as well. I suppose that I was hoping that Christmas in Ireland was somewhat less mercenary
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Ivy Christou 24 December 2005
This was excellent Sean.. you have captured a great deal of emotion in this piece, you gave to the woman 'flesh and bone' she was real and so were her feelings, the agony, the stress, the mixed joy and despair.. especially the last line said it all. Very very well done! HBH
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Stuart Mason 20 December 2005
There are some excellent lines here and, undoubtedly, the best one is the final one. This line captures so many feelings. The way the christmas lights are 'still' on trees seems to suggest that such festivity is appaling in the light of one woman's agony and this idea is beautifully continued in the final line where a 'mirror bleeds and sparkles'; suggesting both the woman's pain and the general cheer of christmas as an antithesis whilst also suggesting that the two are somehow intertwined and that the cheerful sparkle is a flimsy facade for a deep pain. Nice.
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