Comment from --Turtle.

Excellent

Hi, Craig,

Read through this poem. I'm playing a little catchup with poetry today. It's been hard keeping up with all the things I want to keep up with, been hard forming coherent thoughts, too. I tend to feel ill commenting on work when I can't seem to find my feet on what to say once I've read it.

This poem, themed with reflection on human disregard for long-term stewardship of the Earth, makes the comparison to a baby destroying its own womb; has a heavy-sigh emotional impact, as I envision the betrayal of a mother's body providing the nutrients and safety, only to be taken out by the very thing its put so much into to create.

Though, when I think about the relationship between humanity and its host, I tend to figure it more like a virus, or like a cancer, putting its own wants above the host, to a fatal detriment ... but ... without the host, what then? Short-sited virus, would be smarter if it kept the host alive instead of kill it.

But with the virus simile, there isn't that sense of betrayal that comes with the twisted version of a mother and a baby simile. There isn't that sense of the Earth wanting us here... only for us to do so much damage.

Enjoyed this poem, though wish it wasn't so true.

 Comment Written 25-Apr-2018

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reply by the author on 25-Apr-2018

The virus metaphor is also a good one, Turtle. I think Mr Smith got it pretty right in The Matrix:



Thanks again,
Craig

Comment from Dorinda Palmisano

Exceptional

Wow...quite a piece, Craig. Hauntingly and tearfully truthful. Your chosen words are simple enough for all to see the final picture. Thanks for the new word to which you gave great honor with this writing. Dorinda

 Comment Written 24-Apr-2018

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reply by the author on 24-Apr-2018

Thank you very much for the awesome review, Dorinda. You've made me a happy poet, this morning. Cheers, Craig

Comment from N. Rabwar

Excellent

This is the first time I heard the word solastalgia, so I learned something new. I chose to review this poem because that word caught my eye, but I am glad I did because it has a strong message and incisive words.

 Comment Written 23-Apr-2018

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reply by the author on 23-Apr-2018

Many thanks for the kind words. Your review is much appreciated - Craig

Comment from bichonfrisegirl

Excellent

It's too late baby, now, it's too late .... I read the title, and her song came to mind immediately.

You paint a grim, but plausible (actually quite likely) scenario that could play out one of these days. "Our callous disregard for this, our home, is like a babe demolishing its womb" ... wow, what an image that brings to mind!! It is true. Why do we want to destroy "our home"?

This poem has great impact, Craig! Great job in introducing the word "solastalgia". ~~ Connie

 Comment Written 22-Apr-2018

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reply by the author on 22-Apr-2018

Thanks very much for the great comments, Connie; very much appreciated - Craig

Comment from Gloria ....

Excellent

You just happened to pick one the ugliest things there is going, an old factory, or house abandoned with chipped paint. Shudder. I always find those very creepy. Carole likely wouldn't mind you've used her song as it is most apt in this situation.

I hold out very little hope for humanity, there's just too many greedy charlatans around. *sigh*

Fantastic job with this totally pertinent social commentary.

gloria

 Comment Written 22-Apr-2018

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reply by the author on 22-Apr-2018

Thanks very much, Gloria. Perhaps, if we don't completely obliterate all life on the planet, whatever follows us on the evolutionary chain will do better. This makes me hope, fervently, that there is life in abundance somewhere "out there". If that is the case, then what is lost might be a blip - a few million species in the cosmic pot. But it's sad to contemplate what happens when we wipe out all life on Earth, if this is all there is in the universe. Life itself will then cease to exist.

Have a happy day lol

Cheers,
Craig

Comment from Harry Smith

Excellent

This is a very interesting poem that is filled with lots of imagery. The picture selection complimented the poem in a strange way.

 Comment Written 22-Apr-2018

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reply by the author on 22-Apr-2018

Thank you for the kind remarks. Craig

Comment from Dolly'sPoems

Excellent

This sounds like a self-destruction in the making. This is a good word and I'm sure many who have been incarcerated in prison would feel like this, best wishes, love Dolly x

 Comment Written 22-Apr-2018

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reply by the author on 22-Apr-2018

Self-destruction on a global scale. Thanks very much, Dolly:) Craig

Comment from Sandra du Plessis

Excellent

A very well-written poem about the earth and what we done with it. We were supposed to be looking after the animals and nature in general and we failed miserably.

 Comment Written 22-Apr-2018

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reply by the author on 22-Apr-2018

Thanks very much Sandra - much appreciated. Craig

Comment from jules4jesus

Excellent

wow what a deep perspective its quite daunting the picture but it does portray the poem very well, sad how we are just killing the earth, the planet of our birth we are stripping it of all nature and killing the atmosphere wow its a great poem thank you

 Comment Written 22-Apr-2018

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reply by the author on 22-Apr-2018

Thanks very much, Jules, for the kind words. Much appreciated - Craig

Comment from Janilou

Excellent

Our callous disregard for this, our home,
is like a babe demolishing its womb;
the Earth which gave birth to the human race
shall in a little while become its tomb.

WOW. That is one powerful verse. What makes it even more so, is that if we don't mend our ways, it will become true.

I found nothing to suggest in the way of corrections or edits.
It's an excellent poem with a powerful message.
All the best,
Jan

 Comment Written 22-Apr-2018

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reply by the author on 22-Apr-2018

Thanks very much, Jan, for the kind and supportive comments. I wish I had any real hope we will mend our ways. Cheers, Craig

reply by Janilou on 22-Apr-2018

Right? I hear you.