I’ve included with these reviews my thoughts on a few of them. Those that seemed to misunderstand some part of it, or that I particularly appreciated.
In the AuthorsDen reviews where I am referred to as Anita, it’s because my account is, obviously under that name. Can’t afford to fund separate accounts for multiple author identities . . . and the reviews lose that personal feeling if I edit it out.
Reviews From AuthorsDen:
➡ Poetry is articulating a large topic in as few words as possible. This poem is quite a story that engages the reader an leads them on a quest. So fine job, poet. —D. Mullan
➡ I really enjoyed your POEM! You did It !! Good for you —M, P.
➡ Something I must share that was shared with me not so long ago Sis Anita: “Stop telling yourself what you cannot do, and make yourself go to the place you long to be . . . —Sis Cynth’ya
➡ Very nice. I think I need a class. —Lori M.
➡ I loved the title of this and yes, you are a poet! Thank you for sharing this. —D. May
➡ A day in the life of a writers class. Nicely done too. —Andy Turner
➡ Respected Poetess,
A beauty and bounty of thoughts, flowing, glowing to light the heart of the readers…
The behold of charm is being, begins, sings in your poem..
god bless you. —N. Osho
***Gotta know I was impressed with that review! Respected Poetess . . .!
Writing.com Reviews – Poem was originally entitled The Poetry Walk
➡ Hi Neenah! I am GerMac, affiliated with Power Reviewers Group. I am here today to honor you with a review of one of your poems for your account anniversary. Please use my suggestions as you see fit. My comments are opinions only.
–– OVERALL IMPRESSION:
This poem is about poetry in a mundane world.
Footsteps on red floral carpet were hushed. The poet trudged up the stairs in disbelief. A twin flood light guarded the secrets of the authors within. The first session wasn’t over and the poet was not authorized to enter. The next room was empty. Comfy chairs around a conference table with complimentary pens and paper beckoned. Soothing cool water in long stemmed glasses wes ready to parch throats. Listen then learn! Most memorable to me: The poet turned around and skipped down the stairs.
I question why the poet was so happy to get out of that hallway to the point she skipped down the stairs. The clue might be in the non-mundane world that she preferred, perhaps a walk in the forest.
–– TECHNIQUE/LANGUAGE USAGE/PUNCTUATION/SUGGESTIONS:
Rhyme is sprinkled throughout the poem. Imagery is used effectively. Personification was appropriate, eg easel holds attention. Nice simile, eg like a dark wooden soldier. I was not distracted by errors in usage, grammar or punctuation. This comment is a disclosure, stating errors are not obvious. If they exist and are not mentioned, they go unnoticed.
Thank you for sharing,
***Hmmm . . . why did I skip so happily back to the room downstairs . . .? Anyone?
If you guessed it was because I’d gotten sudden inspiration on what to write about and was eager to get back to the classroom and create my little poem–Go To The Head Of The Class!
To be fair though, the original version of this poem was slightly different than what I’ve posted here. Didn’t have that “I’ve got it!” second to the last line. And, while I do love to walk in the forest–ride a horse through it more like–I wasn’t looking to escape anything. Just thrilled I’d actually found things from which I could attempt to create a poem!
➡ This is a simply positive review from Simply Positive Forum, Anniversary Review Forums, and DisAbility Writer’s Group. I’m simply Positive we’ll both benefit from this review. (Pun intentional and I’ll bet you’re smiling now huh?)
My overall impression of your writing: You’ll learn to deal with the stage fright. Besides I’ve yet to be bitten by a microphone!
Your spelling and grammar: looked good to me. I saw no issues.
Your writing made me feel: fortunate to have a little more experience doing readings and such.
What I liked most was: the fact that you tried. We never fail unless we fail to try.
What I liked least was: the length. I like metered poetry the most.
***Not sure I should include that one–review had nothing much to say about the actual poem. And I don’t recall saying/implying I had stage fright! In such a small class, sitting at a round table, there’s absolutely no need for a microphone. Now . . . l have read my stuff before an audience of about 150, in classrooms and elsewhere . . . sure I’m nervous. That’s all, though. Stage fright ain’t the issue–my feeling that I ain’t much of a poet is!
➡ I’m sorry, I don’t understand. At the beginning, you said you did this as an exercise, and it wasn’t that good. I totally disagree. I’ve been to many a conference, workshops, and your poem took me back to those days. Leaving one session, to attend another, being challenged to go outside of my comfort zone.
You’ve captured a moment, well several really- but the walk, the ability to take the ordinary and make it sound so neat, that is poetry at its finest.
Pat your self on the back, and take another poetry walk soon!
***When I posted the poem at Writing.com, I added a couple of sentences to say that this was a piece I did as part of a class assignment at a writing workshop, and that I didn’t consider it a finished piece or that good. Only had about twenty minutes or less to get the first draft done! So . . . yeah . . . didn’t think I’d get anything really worthwhile done in that short amount of time. Apparently, I proved myself wrong!