tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7551540333468323896.post3425259169298320113..comments2023-04-28T00:31:54.009-07:00Comments on National Poetry Reading Month, 2011: Drips from Psyche's LampFeatherless Bipedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02207055312949249371noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7551540333468323896.post-1779938898157489252011-06-22T04:43:52.152-07:002011-06-22T04:43:52.152-07:00Perhaps she's saying that she's even willi...Perhaps she's saying that she's even willing to be a bit cheap and put on her dancing costume for the beloved. (I'm not sure whether I can defend that--I'd be rationalising what is basically a gut reaction on my part. I'm very easy to hypnotise by rhythmic jangling.Featherless Bipedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02207055312949249371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7551540333468323896.post-4420071987375350822011-06-21T14:42:02.461-07:002011-06-21T14:42:02.461-07:00You know, it's funny. I like this poem quite ...You know, it's funny. I like this poem quite a bit UNTIL the last three lines and then I feel letdown. It feels like a cheap song at the end, like I expect someone to come out in costume with frills, dancing. I dunno, maybe that's the effect she is going for...Lauriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18359287835608411223noreply@blogger.com