09-07-2014, 07:13 PM
When you are amazed at the writing, and your jaw drops to the floor like Elmer Fudd ogling Bugs Bunny in a strapless cocktail dress.
Ask yourself, does the writer need a comment of praise that says nothing, that makes them wonder if you're checking of a post count box? If so, don't post.
Would be happy with your throwaway comment if applied to your poem? If so, don't post, you're an attention whore.
But I don't know how to critique you may say. Not buying it. If you can explain why your service in a restaurant is good or bad, or do an amazon review. You can critique a poem.
If the only restaurant you eat at is Taco Bell you may not have a lot to say, but you still should make the effort and expand your palette.
But I only want comments on my own poems. People should give me what I'm unwilling to give. If so, you're a parasite. Please attach yourself to some other unfortunate site. We neither want or need you.
If you truly read poems and still think, this one is something special--it's rare but it happens, give a real critique and perhaps suggest that we spotlight the poem for its excellence. We don't always agree, but diamonds in a field of dung are hard to ignore.
So, in short don't be a narcissist, don't check a box, no one is fooled. Make the attempt. If you won't then leave.
Oh, and quit making passes at rabbits in stilettos--pervs!
Ask yourself, does the writer need a comment of praise that says nothing, that makes them wonder if you're checking of a post count box? If so, don't post.
Would be happy with your throwaway comment if applied to your poem? If so, don't post, you're an attention whore.
But I don't know how to critique you may say. Not buying it. If you can explain why your service in a restaurant is good or bad, or do an amazon review. You can critique a poem.
If the only restaurant you eat at is Taco Bell you may not have a lot to say, but you still should make the effort and expand your palette.
But I only want comments on my own poems. People should give me what I'm unwilling to give. If so, you're a parasite. Please attach yourself to some other unfortunate site. We neither want or need you.
If you truly read poems and still think, this one is something special--it's rare but it happens, give a real critique and perhaps suggest that we spotlight the poem for its excellence. We don't always agree, but diamonds in a field of dung are hard to ignore.
So, in short don't be a narcissist, don't check a box, no one is fooled. Make the attempt. If you won't then leave.
Oh, and quit making passes at rabbits in stilettos--pervs!
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson