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thought you should know: I still read all your poems, all that I see when sipping my coffee in the group room before work every morning.

Thank you, Madam. [It is well-received.]: Reedited 05.02.2024 [19:04] (backlogs = backlog*)   Back to the grind (gotta get busy with day jobs/daily tasks/side hustles and other backlog).  But I know how I am doing (theoretically/hypothetically) compared to any other..as a relational value..because I normally tend to think this way (that there [is]/are always [a] comparative [view]/views for me to be certain of my own relative strengths and weaknesses).  Even though, it was somehow understood by myself..no matter how intercultural communication may be deemed to work somehow (it is the part where I am inclined to be emphatic about due to I am quite aware of the potential false complaisance that reoccurs if, for instance, I am to glean from the reducible cognitive and semantic dimensions in the interlanguage aspects in each of the variances of our own preferred language [use] or frame of mind and whatnot [what have us in a philosophical view] ).

This is a very powerful poem,: This is a very powerful poem, and I applaud your bold push to extend the abilities of our language by using, in the ginal line, a noun as a verb.  "When I orgasm" is only three ordinary words, but affixing the power of verbs to what has been, historically, a noun makes the language more supple  and more capable.  I have always th9ught you are one of PostPoems' finest, and this, yet again, proves it.

I'm deeply moved by your: I'm deeply moved by your words of appreciation, and believe me, it was a joy to read and comment on this very poignant creation. I only wish that I could read your work in your mother tongue. It must be truly remarkable. But trust me, your expressions in English are clear, impacting and eloquent. Thank you again for your very kind and supportive response. 

Thank you so much for: Thank you so much for understanding and validating my purposes in this poem, and in this series.  A comment from you makes such an encouraging effect, and thus the sequence continues.

Thank you, patricajj (Reedited 05.01.2024 [06:45]): You've once again given definition to what I'm trying to portray, as I myself could not unravel my own poetic language use.  I must state that your comments, which are gracing my page ever since, are way.. phenomenal [to say the least] and totally unexpected (to my own level of understanding).  My mind is like that of a scatterbrain and you seem to keep my thoughts together by your lurid comments that are sort of acting like explainers to me.  My native language is not that good either, but when trying to create these test pieces in English in an internet setting, I seem to really get these often (sort of unspoken puzzlements).  But I am just really baffled about how poetry works (which is why aside from checking back in here to refer back or recheck/review what transpired, I also still find some type of a relief in it, in doing so & in various ways even if just thinking about it, envisioning/thinking it through—than in merely chatting with other people in a type of black and white conversation, if not having an outlet such as this).  (I would not say that I have done my best here, by putting these thoughts about a recent muse/inspiration, but I guess it just flowed out while trying to figure out the most correct words in place of such meaningful imageries transcribed, thoughts manifested in a way.)  As always, in spite of me, thank you.   [—It is really so humbling and remarkable to have been critiqued by you.  I don't know what to say but you got exactly what I'm yearning for in this particular poem.  If "N." in case reads this, she might become so overwhelmed with spontaneous feelings that should surely sink in eventually.  While I do not mean to negate my slow progress, it is also in line with my own assessments of how clearly I have made my thoughts flow out or have demonstrated what I should have had felt in that spur of the moment, in the most honest and candid way I thought could.] G'night.