Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Just Thinking About Walt Whitman Comments

Rating: 4.4

In the lunch hour alleys of the city,
We ate our Mexican food with the mild sauce,
Not wanting to raise the heat of our conversations;
Our plans were a rock concert at a small venue
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Uriah Hamilton
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Amberlee Carter 25 October 2005

hey Uriah, this poem has a heartbeat all its own...beautiful writing...after reading it, I get a sense of actually sharing it with you...and maybe in some way I do, since you often read to me...thanks for that and thank for this. always, Amberlee

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Rev. Dr. A. Jacob Hassler 18 October 2005

whether this is fictional or not, your attention to detail is keen. one of your best, Uriah. (did you mean 'scoping out the chicks'?) Jake

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Ernestine Northover 18 October 2005

Gosh, Uriah, that poem came alive, I could picture the whole scene. Brilliant! Sincerely Ernestine

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Raynette Eitel 18 October 2005

Uriah, there is some good description going on here. I think you might have brought Walt into your poem early on somehow and then written him in at the last, as you did. I liked the ending a lot. Change on of your 'always' to another word so you don't have two lines in a row with that word. Raynette

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Theorem Thetruthserum 18 October 2005

Good stuff...Walt Whitman is very good and seeing live music is very good as well. I believe this will inspire one for me...I used to preform live music.

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Mary Nagy 18 October 2005

I love how descriptive you are here Uriah. I felt like I was right there with you. Very nice. Sincerely, Mary

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Mahnaz Zardoust-Ahari 18 October 2005

Very nice Uriah...very nice.

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