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Yendys Jahnaleep Aabacid from Richland Center WI
I am spider, hummingbird, dragonfly and frog
It's not so strange to become anything, the strange thing is to stay that way. I write poetry, so am I a poet? No, I'm a plumber. I photograph trees, so am I a photographer? No, I'm a tree. I don't have to say I am this or You are that. You and I, we are Soul. Nothing more, nothing less.
Tina B. from Belchertown...near Northampton...Ma
Greg Bachar is a talented wordsman. 'Become An Ottor' is an enticing prose poem that took me on a ride inside.
red from east vacnouver b.c.
the best part of this poem is the last line. I detect in it a sense of wishfulness about the fantasies we maintain about our lives and ambitions. It makes these fantasies seem light and airy rather than heavy and embarrassing. which is nice.
Labels and tales of the riverbank
Not a bad idea, "don't" get labelled", but the title is not well-connected to the content and the content is a little to much direct advice and not enough poem.
Philip Dacey from Marshall, Minnesota
The poem demonstrates a light touch while making a most serious point. It does so with great insouciance, with a wink and a smile, yet does so firmly. The poem is good medicine. It's quietly scathing in the face of self-deception, self-flattery, self-aggrandizement. It balances perfectly between innocence and knowledge of its innocence.