purplemind's profile

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AGE: 44
LOC: Raleigh, NC
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: September 20

hi,

thanks for stopping by! i find it tiresome to write about myself, at least in the first person. and most of you could care less about me personally… i’d rather you get to know me by reading my poetry. i know that is the way i wish to get to know you!i do consider myself a poetic soul. i have published a book of art and poetry, can i plug it here?
http://authorsden.com/solangemichelesalzano
go to writings and e-mail me. or message me here. i do support other writers online who have published and think we should purchase each other’s shit!

as far as reviewing, please leave me helpful comments which you think will help me improve. and pleeeeeese read, the notes to reviewer, i can’t tell you how many people don’t read these.

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Novel Treatments / chapter~ Friendship
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5 Reviews   1 Comment
"The only thing you take with you when you're gone is what you leave behind." ~John Allston Friendship~ I understand trying to define a man, any man or woman completely is just not possible. We are all so unique in so many intricate and complicated ways. I remember reading J.D. Salinger’s, Seymour an Introduction. It was the beginning of a biography about his brother who had committed suicide. He wrote something about his brother rushing stairs, not climbing them one by one or even two by two...
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Non-fiction / FUKK
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23 Reviews   1 Comment
A ramble on fuck **************** What is it about the word fuck? Especially when used in writing… It offends! I don’t understand. I suppose we should analyze definition here. As a verb it is profound, without which none of us would exist. GOD knew what he was doing when he decided on this particular activity in order to propagate the human species. Maybe readers are inhibited. Some of you may be thinking of ‘making love.’ I don’t have any statistics for you, but I’d bet most of us are here a...
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Poetry / Love is...
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Love is... ****************** i realized what love is... it is staying up all night when my daughter cannot sleep, because she is so very sick. not staying up all night to satisfy a man it is cleaning up vomit and holding onto her as she throws up rubbing her back and head she, trying not to get the carpet and sink dirty cause she thinks i care about THAT it is not waiting by the phone for a man to call but calling the dr. and hearing negative! that is love love is turning into my mother at ...
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Nineteen light years ago, meaning was defined for me. Not the meaning of love, whether faith, either or mercy. Meaning in its most primitive form. Life. Today the child I brought into this realm is no longer a child. I see a man standing before me. Doesn't feel like two decades, and in so many ways it feels like life never was--- before he--- existed. Time is that funny thing I haven't quite deciphered. It eludes me, by staying ahead of me. Or maybe it is that death is just a single footprint...
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******************* "Not without poetry--- but a poetry whose quality I know well, harsh, carnal, far from tenderness, that of their very sky, the only one in truth to move me and bring me inner peace." ~Albert Camus I listen, do you? The reverberation of the earth's heartbeat as I dig my feet into the sand. And tis not the inner peace I once felt. I hear another rocket ship shaking our earth's core! Did you know our earth is ripping apart? There were two distinct sounds heard underwater 750 ...
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hi, great story written in rhyme with a life lesson, i have nothing critical to say. seems well thought out, since you are rhyming ( which is difficult anyway) all i would say is make it flow a bit more, where it feels choppy. ya might want to read it outloud and then you'd know what words to add or delete. thanks for a great read, solange~
Non-fiction / heights of jaded
hi, first off, don't apologize for a damn thing! the thing about poetry, free flowing poetry is that there are no rules. perhaps that is what attracts those of us who don't wish to conform. wait is this non-fiction? well then let thee editor do that. you probably type too fast to think about such triviality. your writing is poetic... sweet purple streets>> i wanna see them. and this line: and succumb to another cigarette>> brilliant! a breeze picks up in the twilight, but it doesn...
hi, couldn't seem to read this fast enough... masterful exciting different philosophically stimulating. while reading, i was reminded of other authors, great authors who have reached in and tugged at me. touching me! yes, you have thee gift of taking my mind into yours, seemingly effortlessly. dare i say this is the best writing i've come across here? yes, i shall say that! forget the grammar and the spelling errors-editors can do that for you. you have what some writers never discover~ you h...
Haiku/Senryu / Writers Drug Of Choice
this sums it up! i think the only way to improve this would to make it rhyme!
hi, i like THAT first line. my first thought is to elaborate on this more to make it clearer. you go from the visual artist to the musician. i'm not sure where visual plays in with spoken word, unless you're referring to the actor within? a masterly speaker?? i'd change this perhaps to an orator or something. or a master of speech...doesn't flow with the rest of the piece. i think it's great for a fast write, you do know how to write! though you need to sit with it and elaborate to create wha...