Parker Owens
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It’s beautifully written, with an insistent rhythm. But I’m sad with its hurt and sense of injury.
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They’re Home for each other. I love that idea. You have shown us over and over that it’s true. Ritchie is standing by Lucy, but I imagine he will need to do more than stand by; it can be a really difficult and emotionally devastating procedure for her. At the same time, I worry what CJ and Owen’s actions might do to their relationship with Brett and César. Will they take a dim view of what they did once they find out?
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You’re so very kind to comment on this first foray into SciFi. I hope it successfully stands up to time.
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How beautiful! Your Tanka unfolds like the rose itself. I love it.
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Thank you for your stubbornness in writing poetry; I admire you all the more for it.
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Your last line: enjoy the time you have - is perfect punctuation for this chapter. Nate, who’s had nobody much to really lean on, now has Jaymes, and with him at his back, has become to branch out and blossom. But the flowers are only out for a short while, aren’t they? Excellent chapter.
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The early hours of mist and night / my grading labors put to flight / and now by rays of early dawn / the mighty stack’s completely gone.
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What fabled tower meets the eye? My math exams stacked nine yards high...
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This has the makings of an abusive relationship, and one that will make both Chris and Will unhappy. I wish for happy endings, but I know that these don’t always happen, not in real life.
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What is so scary and sad about this chapter is that it is so true. Not every gay person in a fundamentalist church is outed, but we live with some form of exile, whether it’s within ourselves or with the world we were taught to believe in, or from the idea of benevolent providence. Exile is difficult for anyone; it’s not surprising that suicide is a common path people try to alleviate the pain. This was too well done.
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Isn’t it, though? I think this piece is brilliant. May I use it as an example for my students next year?
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Difficult you may have found it, but I think you carried it off very, very well. It's a great challenge. I like the conversation you built into so very little space.
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I reacted with 'love,' even though these poems move me to sadness. For while I feel the weight of unhappiness in each of these, I also find traces of love, too. In Number 30, there is the hurt and inexpressible yearning for the beloved. In Number 31, I want to reach out and ease the pain you must have borne, for the strength needed to force the sun to rise must have been enormous. In Number 32, I sit with you, having known something of what you wrote: pretending the world knows not the difference / between who I am and the possibilities taken struck a deep minor chord with me. The world is often unable to attune itself to love, in any of its forms, and this is a tragedy. For a poem so short, Number 33 speaks a world of truth. Thank you for sharing this collection with us.
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Prompt 722 Not my problem anymore!
Parker Owens commented on Timothy M.'s story chapter in Prompt 722 Not my problem anymore!
Love it: if you let a guy undress you... Thank you for another great prompt snapshot. -
Oh, hell yes. They make a great pair, as you’ve written them. It may be fiction, but you give light and hope with it. Thanks.
