Brilliant, I enjoyed reading it.
Sorry for interrupting, but Mr. Hillwalker, would you please check your message box?
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Brilliant, I enjoyed reading it.
Sorry for interrupting, but Mr. Hillwalker, would you please check your message box?
a gorgeous little poem, every word was chosen and placed perfectly.
I've lived in New Orleans for some time now, and I was a little disappointed that this poem sort of left out the magic of the city and its native inhabitants. I'm not just talking about "voodoo," which could be associated with the palm reading; it's the atmosphere of fantasy in the city. When you're there it is as if you have been taken out of reality. I was hoping to see that, but again, I have no real problems with it. Beauteous!
Thanks for resurrecting this oldie - there's probably another poem waiting to be written about the magic of the city itself and its other inhabitants as you say.
H
Of this, the final two stanzas ("strophes") are best, mainly for the detailed imagery.
Wondering about "calloused," though.
The dictionary's first listing for "callous" (no "--ed") means "having calluses" or
"thick and hardened." This is the one with the second meaning: "Lacking pity, mercy, etc.; unfeeling, insensitive."
If you want to focus strictly on dermatology though, "callus" is the better choice. Callus: "hardened, thickend place on the skin." Again you don't need
the "-ed" suffix. There is a verb though -- "to develop or cause to develop a callus."
Thanks Aunt - you think you know a word then it turns round and bites you on the butt.
H
Well, what a dandy poem 'twas.
J
Man I thought Hillwalker was back! :willy_nilly: Yes it was a good poem...Quote:
Originally Posted by Jack of Hearts
This reader is starting the summoning ritual. The dark lord won't appear until the three pronged assault has been completed and a virgin has been sacrificed.
... Should be plenty of those on Litnet.
J
Oh I agree! Better start a poll vote ASAP :biggrin5:Quote:
Originally Posted by Jack of Hearts
I thought the same, hahaha. :DQuote:
Originally Posted by Delta40
Not to mention the feeling of constant danger. To me, knowing that you can be killed/robbed at any moment is part of the charm of the city.Quote:
Originally Posted by juliaj
But seriously, I feel the same way. I was waiting for it in the poem and was disappointed that it wasn't there. After all, you can't write a poem about New Orleans without, you know, New Orleans.
Athens would charm your socks off right now, pal :)Quote:
Originally Posted by paradoxical
This is a seriously beautiful poem, one that was posted long ago, it seems. Thanks to whoever bumped it up, and many thanks to you Hillwalker, for writing it and sharing it.
Regards,
DH
Yer welcome. Oh, whoops, did this reply accidentally bump the thread again? Clumsy clumsy clumsy.
J
Yes, very clumsy, Jack. :D I, too, thought the Hillwalker was back. :sad: And, indeed, this is a lovely poem.