Comments for Haggard & Halloo Publications

Comment on Don’t Wear Out My Name by Randall Nicholas

Randall Nicholas — Fri, 24 May 2013 14:47:58 +0000

A father’s life stretched thin by his expanding daughter’s. The generation gap both widened and embraced by the father, via the internet. Nice. I liked “Don’t wear it out, [her name] I said. It’s made only of sound and air.” Like inexhaustible cyberspace.

Comment on #293 by Haggard & Halloo

Haggard & Halloo — Thu, 23 May 2013 14:16:05 +0000

Just realized we posted this one twice. Ah well, will delete the other and enjoy this one today.

Comment on #293 by Randall Nicholas

Randall Nicholas — Thu, 23 May 2013 12:08:56 +0000

Intriguingly elusive. The disconnected imagery and parenthetical distractions indeed communicate a sense of a life coming apart.

Comment on #293 by Quasimofo

Quasimofo — Thu, 23 May 2013 11:39:19 +0000

This poem reminds me of Japanese death poems. It’s as if your senses broaden and your awareness of the noticeable comes flooding in. I read, ‘what is Zen but the serious contemplation of life and death?’. It’s a thing anyone seeking happiness should ponder upon.

Thx for sharing!

Comment on {The} Joy [of] Division; Never speak to me again, We can never be friends again by Quasimofo

Quasimofo — Wed, 22 May 2013 12:12:16 +0000

isolation
http://youtu.be/AaIyzaO_e4g

The numb er one prayer was t o be left a lone
so that is what he did
toss ing horse shoes in to skeeball slots
buffing the specs outside the win dow
real I zing it ‘ s in
there ‘ s a hum that goes along to a thrashing tune
fit in g the tie to that one sock pup pet
hop ping to the notes that wail across from
1ne a not her.

Comment on It All Seems Very Digital in the Morning by Randall Nicholas

Randall Nicholas — Wed, 22 May 2013 11:19:19 +0000

Very personal, like a comment in passing during a conversation, which grabs the attention. I see the car interior lit up by lights from the dashboard, more prominently than what’s in the headlights on the road. Besides that, the standout words are “I might apathy on your shoes.” Out of nowhere and ingenious: both funny and sad.

Comment on ZEPHYR by Haggard & Halloo

Haggard & Halloo — Tue, 21 May 2013 13:38:42 +0000

I followed the grayscale
Feather back to its source

is a great line.

Comment on ZEPHYR by Randall Nicholas

Randall Nicholas — Tue, 21 May 2013 11:38:15 +0000

A devastatingly deft little poem taking us from the sublime to the horrible and back, knitting life and death together.

Comment on ZEPHYR by Halifax

Halifax — Tue, 21 May 2013 11:15:13 +0000

Wild goose chase ends in hit & run…news at eleven.

Comment on the most by Randall Nicholas

Randall Nicholas — Mon, 20 May 2013 12:10:13 +0000

Sounds, and looks,like a garage band getting their act of identity together blowing themselves away, if no one else. But that’s what counts. Good piece.