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    • POEM: So We'Ll Go No More A-Roving by George Gordon Byron (8/23/2005 1:43:00 AM)

      I don't think I believe this poem. It says we'll go NO MORE a-roving. This means that it is an end - a final and complete cessation. For reasoning and justification it gives only weariness. Are we really that exhausted. I guess this means death. If this is a case, I mistook the tone for whimsical. I guess it is just the a-Roving that through me there.

      Lines seven and eight mention 'pause' and 'rest'. And I can certainly feel and understand this poem much more if it is saying something like, if we go out cavorting every night there is a toll to pay. So maybe lines five and six reference a lifestyle in which appropriate rests are not taken and the a-Rovers have outworn themselves.

      So, it comes out again being much sadder than I originally read it as it is an admission that they can not go on like they used to - a death of a lifestyle more than a literal death. I don't know. Sometimes I feel like Capital Letter Men Poets tend to come back too often to the theme of aging and withering and becoming too tall to ride the kiddie rides anymore and I want them to say something else.

      I hadn't read this poem until just recently seeing it as the poem of the day.
      It made me think of Renunciation by Emily Dickinson http: // poem=0&poet=3053&num=761

    • POEM: And The Moon And The Stars And The World by Charles Bukowski (8/22/2005 6:49:00 PM)

      In my copy of 'The Days Run Away Like Wild Horses Over the Hills' from Black Sparrow Press (Twenty-Seventh printing) I have this poem as such:

      and the moon and the stars and the world:

      long walks at
      that's what's good
      for the
      peeking into windows
      watching tired
      trying to fight
      their beer-maddened

      Beyond my general pet peeve at erroneous capitalizations added to poems, I think that the differences between this version and the one appearing on the site (I don't know where it is from) are important. The shorter lines and no capitals help the reader understand the feel of the poem easier. This poem shows of much of what makes Bukowski great: there is his focus on small behaviours that point to tipping points, showing how small forgotten lives and emotions can easily get swallowed up by the looming maw of everything. In this poem, and the moon the stars and the world represents the void outside which is subtle and insidious yet still is the force that works (in another poem) as 'outside is the night sealing them together in the tomb'.

      It is perfectly conceivable that there are two or more different versions of this poem in print but I think for the reasons briefly outlined above the sparser version from the days run away gets the meaning of the poem easier and more directly.