tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148147478967571331.post263662804488700914..comments2023-10-11T05:23:33.173-05:00Comments on Dennis - The King of Nothing: Poem For A Friend . . .Dennishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15917954423962512385noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148147478967571331.post-77071468251271782062007-02-15T17:11:00.000-05:002007-02-15T17:11:00.000-05:00Joker - Thanks for the read. I agree with your ob...Joker - Thanks for the read. I agree with your observation about the power of subtlety. Sometimes the nature of the topic (as in this case) just leaves you no choice. You can only spend what's in your pocket, and in this case I was just a little short on change.Dennishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15917954423962512385noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148147478967571331.post-64363904259505721962007-02-09T23:50:00.000-05:002007-02-09T23:50:00.000-05:00i found this from dogfaceboy's blog. this is a ve...i found this from dogfaceboy's blog. this is a very powerful and moving poem. as others have said, whaty you don't say is more powerful than spelling out everything - a light touch somehow cuts deeperjoker the lurcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17260629209872897792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148147478967571331.post-12916679488655594002007-02-08T09:11:00.000-05:002007-02-08T09:11:00.000-05:00I'll definitely listen to it. I'm not familiar wi...I'll definitely listen to it. I'm not familiar with that song. I completely agree with your comment about poets being sponges. I think that's a perfect metaphor!Dennishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15917954423962512385noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148147478967571331.post-52809857521541968002007-02-08T09:00:00.000-05:002007-02-08T09:00:00.000-05:00Oh, yes. It's a tough place to be. I think as po...Oh, yes. It's a tough place to be. <BR/><BR/>I think as poets or writers or artists, we are such sponges. I am often looking at things, stopping my car to roll down the window and take pictures of smoke reflected in the mirrored panes of a building, and people look at me like: what the hell is she shooting? <BR/><BR/>They see these things every day but never notice them, their beauty. In context, a hospital is not so gorgeous.<BR/><BR/>And we absorb the misery, too.<BR/><BR/>There's a song you should check out. I'll e-mail it to you, as a matter of fact, and for everyone else, poet or not, it's Peter Mulvey's "the trouble with poets."fuquinayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05996168855030440765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148147478967571331.post-15958589736568975222007-01-08T21:00:00.000-05:002007-01-08T21:00:00.000-05:00I enjoyed this piece Dennis. Thanks for posting i...I enjoyed this piece Dennis. Thanks for posting it.sam of the ten thousand thingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04378206265831223396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148147478967571331.post-66179902681301961132007-01-07T07:41:00.000-05:002007-01-07T07:41:00.000-05:00(I had not saved my comment when Blogger prevented...(I had not saved my comment when Blogger prevented posting the other day, so I just remember this.)<br /><br />Your title struck me like an arrow to my heart. Using "White" in the lighter color emphasized (to me), virginity torn away from her. Brilliant icing on a top notch poem. Indeed, blackness of night became dreaded and one can surmise she hoped for light besides the blank slate of childhood ripped from her.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148147478967571331.post-46539255467323539542007-01-07T07:33:00.000-05:002007-01-07T07:33:00.000-05:00Dear Dennis,
I read this poem several days ago fr...Dear Dennis,<br /><br />I read this poem several days ago from square traveler's link, but I was too overcome with emotion to say anything. As one who is intimately familiar with this topic, I hope your gentle and compasionate poem aids healing for you and your friend. The ways you've conveyed understanding while being subtle yet not taking away from the horror are what many, if not most, survivors hope for in a friend and/or a lover.<br />Thank youAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148147478967571331.post-42404959470613121752007-01-04T23:05:00.000-05:002007-01-04T23:05:00.000-05:00Dennis..there are no words, no words but those of ...Dennis..there are no words, no words but those of my life..amazing my friend and thank you as you have given your friend a true start to healing by being a really true friend..mmaddhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18395866352091522129noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148147478967571331.post-71925106414202575452007-01-04T18:05:00.000-05:002007-01-04T18:05:00.000-05:00Your friend is incredibly lucky to have you and yo...Your friend is incredibly lucky to have you and your words. I wish you could have submitted this to the Carnival for Sexual Abuse. There were only two of us who sent poetry. It would have been a wonderful addition. From a survivor... thank you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148147478967571331.post-70922660934590235552007-01-04T10:52:00.000-05:002007-01-04T10:52:00.000-05:00You have such a gift. How can you soothe through s...You have such a gift. How can you soothe through such a painful topic as abuse? Yet your words soothe and heal...Novel Nymphhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06277025878584949017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148147478967571331.post-44069885903965645632007-01-04T09:48:00.000-05:002007-01-04T09:48:00.000-05:00I have no words to add to such a breath taking poe...I have no words to add to such a breath taking poem.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148147478967571331.post-73094869343769492872006-12-31T04:51:00.000-05:002006-12-31T04:51:00.000-05:00Dennis, the greatest compliment I can pay you is t...Dennis, the greatest compliment I can pay you is to agree with Natalie about the subtlety with which you wrote this. The importance of subtlety is too often underestimated and overlooked when we are learning to tap into our poetic resources. We can easily go over the top in our attempt to force a sense of emotion into a piece, and this subject is laden with opportunities for melodrama. But you handled it with a simple honesty that made your sincerity clear. Well done.SquareTravelerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04744444321242833934noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148147478967571331.post-73347564959910483642006-12-30T17:57:00.000-05:002006-12-30T17:57:00.000-05:00Hard. I can't see what else to say. You're right t...Hard. I can't see what else to say. You're right that it isn't easy to write artistically about such a subject. You tackled it well.<br /><br />Have a great 2007...Rethabilehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03523368313680103826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148147478967571331.post-53773837702001034142006-12-29T21:09:00.000-05:002006-12-29T21:09:00.000-05:00This was so sad... I don't think there is one of u...This was so sad... I don't think there is one of us out there that has not been scarred by some sort of abuse in their young lives. <br />Very poignant, Dennis- thanks for visiting me...Reginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14287107184977896696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148147478967571331.post-81547899239304852392006-12-29T19:19:00.000-05:002006-12-29T19:19:00.000-05:00What can a person say about this poem Dennis? You ...What can a person say about this poem Dennis? You have written it with compassion, subtlety and understanding. I send a healing to your friend. It must have been so hard to know where to start.Nataliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07015229233363963005noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3148147478967571331.post-89712467134412106042006-12-29T18:03:00.000-05:002006-12-29T18:03:00.000-05:00Wow, I love it! I don't know what else much to sa...Wow, I love it! I don't know what else much to say. I’ll try to answer your question, however. About not turning out your pockets and still showing empathy. That's your call. I was simply putting myself in a beggar’s situation when I wrote that. However I am not homeless. So, I probably don’t know all the real emotions and thoughts that go through most unsheltered people. So, maybe to write something like that doesn’t quite capture the real feelings of a homeless person. Thanks for the comment!Chad Haanenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17315227726730299506noreply@blogger.com