In a oner, while sitting in a bus station

...this is the poetry we always wanted you to write; glued to a life, real as earth, stuck firm in what it is to be you...and in doing so, in producing this, in revelation, you give us a wider story, a crack, a view to a larger existence. For me, your writing gifts lie here, when you dare to uncover....all else, the cryptic, the obtuse...leave those places for the ones who don't have the guts.

Loved it.

h.

(the title though...what the hell? Am assuming typo or jargon...slang even...)

*sigh*... recovering from that comment....

i'm somewhat surprised you care for this wee one; glad you do though. i was sure it was too common, the use of language wasn't creative or interesting... but it appears to have dinged a bell or two. and if i can ding your bell... well then, i consider that a compliment. [:

as for the title... yes, it is, indeed, slang 'round these parts. damn pub life, sneaking into my poetry. i'll have to put it right. eventually. [:

Hate it when that one song comes on and kidnaps the psyche, taking it down lanes that no proper soul should travel..this write is so well expressed and really captivating. Thoroughly enjoyable to read and connects the reader to the piece  with ease. Well done Jesta.

thank you, miki moon. [: it's so bittersweet, isn't it? sometimes we just want it to stop and let silence do some healing. happy to have you by, lady [:

Yeah mourning the one who lives is the most painful , great expression here Jes .

a-thankyou, diddi, out-of-reach is a fucker of a situation. good thing someone invented laughter. [:

Awesome write Jestalessa...felt it for real. the violin I heard!

Strider

wow, grand, Strider, glad you could feel it, because it really just feels like one of those little journal jottings to me. maybe you've had them too, during your travels... might be why you can connect? thanks for saying so [:

Beautiful if only more could write this good! I love poetry and this is it!! Xoxo

aaah, gigifish, thank you so much! we do what we can, eh? xxxx

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so
sweetbittersweet
well-wrought,
Lady Jesta.....

love onya,dear

yeah, it is. i'm sick of being a downer though, so i intend to up the tempo a little bit here one of these days. thanks for stopping, saxxman. [:

now,now......

no need to get all Hallmark'y on us  -  the world is already
awash in greetingcard wishitty wishwash wishful(faux)posithinkedness....

o,nevermind.....4get eye said



      any t h ing

You Darlin are quite subtle. And it says something about the way you work the craft. Because I get the sense that it does not accidentally fall upon the page. When a writer KNOWS their tools, and uses them with a deft hand. THEN, they can call themselves a writer.  

You my Dear are a writer, and that is not a throw away compliment. I rarely call myself such. :)

yaya, Maggie. [:

i wish i could take that credit. this one did sort of fall out onto the page, except for 2 lines in particular. i'm so pleased it reached you there, and i never take that compliment lightly. thank you [:

Ha!

Well... If this one fell, if the all just fall Darlin ? Something tells me you are gaging the winds before you let them drop. ;)

Just sayin :)

"You've been gone forever, even though you never left  
and the strings on that tiny violin  
won't shut up about the goddamned bird"

Absolutely get it Jesta.

A wonderful write and audio. :)

happy i'm not singing to the wrong crowd then, Mags [:
thank you muchly.

awesome video jestalessa to an awesome poem

strider

thanks for the feedback and the support, Strider, as always [:

I agree with Maggie, in what is one of the things that keeps me so interested in your work...the subtle. your hand is on your words, and they are clearly worked and labored over, but seemingly so lightly to me. gives the appearance of delicacy almost, though there is an even more subtle "toughness" inside.

as  usual, I appreciate the work even more with your reading. can hear it so much more clearly and readily with you reading.

for me, when subtle is done with such impact and finesse, it skirts up to what I understand "class" to be. so rare and attractive a quality......kudos, Jesta!

that is so detailed and delightful i didn't know how to respond. so, in sum, thank you, LB. happy the audio worked out, even though it was pretty much done in a oner itself. [:

The first line of the last verse isn't really needed, I think. The poem might be more effective if it ended simply with "and the strings on that tiny violin/won't shut up about the goddamned bird." Just a thought. It's a good poem. It reminds me of one by Anne Sexton whose title I can't remember, where she writes about walking by Boston Harbor. Your lines have a soft, feminine elegance underscored with a toughness which trips off the tongue quite beautifully. The way you waltz, in the same or successive poems, between hardness and softness, cruelty and tenderness, is great. Thanks for the read.

i never even thought to take out that line, but your suggestion there improves the whole piece for me; and, god, that whole review knocked my socks for six, actually. thank you again, Jack. your eyes are my privilege to please. [:

Nice poem Jesta...I hope your iron skies rust away leaving nothing more than a thin frame to look through to the bright sun behind my dear...And violins have their place in the time allotted...but I want to see you release that melancholy revere and show us a smile and a sly grin that I see just sits at the edge of that beautiful face...yeah I'm corny ...but that's me...:) cheers

Philip

aw, thank you, Philip. [:

i'm planning on a lighter shade of face once this sky lets up. i've always got some grins down my sock, hidden away for emergency use. [:

I'm just giddy to read your soft words again, love. No crit on this one. Made me smile so wide the corners of my mouth hurt :)

maaarvelous. [:
it is a happy thing to see you here again, Aish.. thank you for the encouragement. can't wait to catch up on you and yours. [:

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loved opening lines!!!

I heard another song about another bird  
and I could have kicked myself for
                        thinking of you