Cammo Crits
 

Wolves in sheeps clothing, anyone?

Here's one to start


I read your poem “Be Vegan” this morning, and gasped. It took my breath away! The ow/cow rhyme choked me up, tears ran down my cheeks. I knew, once I’d recovered and continued reading, that I didn’t want to eat any more bacon and eggs.

I read your poem "Aubade", but I thought it was worse than that,
Peter Wyton

Dear Joe - your sonnet on the tiresome drone of much formal verse speaks for itself.

Alternate version: "essay on the pretentious drone of many contemporary academics"

Roger, Peter, Michael you guys, have no idea how much I needed a laugh tonight, thanks!


Hello Reggie, The brilliance of line S1L3

“Her skin glistened, luminous with sparkling starshine and moonbeams”

is evident to anyone with eyes. The imagery is seared on my retinas,
and lights the dark apartment of my mind.

Wicked stuff, I love `em! Keep them coming!

Your poem “Forget the Past” made me look forward to reading other poems.

You're really pushing the envelope with this one! With its combination of near-rhyme, near-meter, and near-coherence, this piece challenges the traditional notions of what a poem even is.


I think this would work better for me in performance than on the page. (Let's see, your hometown is...) Yep, I'm sure I'd like this better if you made it a performance piece.


Wow! This is BY FAR the best poem I've ever seen from you!

Jack, I cannot praise your new book highly. Enough.