| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 08/03/09 at 11:32 PM ...Chris, i stand applauding you, still standing...a quilt of life's factors make us all and i am bettered by watching you speak of him/you/us in the same breath, my Jaime is your Elvis, hats off to ya. |
| Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 08/04/09 at 12:27 AM hear hear! fantastic piece chris! an amazing capture of a short period of time. |
| Posted by Jon-Jacob F Deal on 08/04/09 at 06:30 AM I am always impressed with how many ideas can be encapsulated in one crystallized moment. They just need a little reflection in order to be teased out. Great job. |
| Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 08/04/09 at 12:57 PM very intense and well written, exposing some complex reactionary emotions, almost like a yin-yang:to be like him/to be not like him,compassion/sympathy...so many facets expressed here and i enjoyed reading very much |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 08/08/09 at 12:52 AM While tempted to be condescending toward mentally challenged, I too wish I could take life as simply and direct. You've written a compassionate view of Down's Syndrome. |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 08/08/09 at 05:04 PM I'm on this bus right with you, Chris. Kudos to you. Kudos. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 08/09/09 at 03:02 AM "of this rock star without a guitar" - you've described one of those special people, and I like how you are aware of how you perceive him. Great last stanza. THank you.
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| Posted by Glenn Currier on 08/15/09 at 11:41 PM Well, I must confess (believing that you are not particularly sentimental) that there is mist in my eyes after reading this. What a scene you make, of course in your poem, but more touching to me... you on the #37 an urbane and sensitive observer also gifted with the pen... and you... perhaps ... just another nameless commuter - an audience of singular gift... I tip my fingers to you and to Elvis. Beautiful poem, Chris. Thank you, my friend. |
