I've found in my near year of blogging that good comments are creatively interactive and building of community in the sense that they draw even more readers further in to the blogged event. Yet the best comments and rarest are equivalent to the blog itself and may even transcend the initial commitment.
I've also found myself occasionally posting some of my own comments on others' posts as a separate post back here...just because...just because!
Well, today I'd like to post woodnymph's comment on my recently posted poem The Nympholept just because...just because...it equals or transcends! Besides, if someone called woodnymph doesn't know about nympholpets, who does??!!
You say: "Ten thousand times with as many men
has she escorted them all to the very same end."
Mayhaps this is so.
But a nymph outlives mortal man by many a year.
She is not some slut housed in a shocking red bordello,
scampering about in a peekaboo brassiere.
If you were such a creature who could
live for five hundred, or even a thousand years,
and maintain the dewy doe-eyed beauty of her youth,
you, too, might have accrued many a chevalier.
And, maybe with time, view them as pets.
Some would be ignored and some would be adored.
But you would never allow yourself to get too attached
to a mortal man who would soon be no more,
like a perfumed vapor released from a bottle
and carried off into the wind.
Eventually, you may reach a point where you find yourself promising only a dance--
a captivating one at that--
in which you romp and leap and prance.
And a kiss that you rescind,
halfway there, undelivered
because you cannot endure another sad end.
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