tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847576005639198344.post3659991019180516856..comments2023-05-08T01:23:48.796-07:00Comments on Yesterday Upon the Stair: Stories from a Night of Dreams: Day 4Christopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05165333565833756931noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847576005639198344.post-24526120276831126402011-08-22T20:32:41.332-07:002011-08-22T20:32:41.332-07:00One, I like the before comment quote. I say that ...One, I like the before comment quote. I say that all the time. Just replace keys with anything but keys (or penis. I don't have one of those) and you have my every other sentence.<br /><br />Two, since I am a nerd and I love literary allusion even if it isn't there for some, I loved the line about the skeletal face staring back at you. All I could think of was the ending of Night, by Elie Wiesel. He ends the book by telling the reader that he looked in a mirror and was horrified by the skeleton that was looking back at him.<br /><br />Three, oddly enough I've had a dream like this before. Where you just passed through the mirror, onto the other side. When I went through my slightly melancholic state, I used to wish that I could just pass through the mirror, because whatever lay beyond the glass had to be better than where I was.<br /><br />Four, I really liked this poem.<br /><br />Five, I apologize for the length of this comment. There seems to be an inverse relationship between poem posts and the length of comments on said poem posts, no? Just me?<br /><br />I'm stopping myself before I can continue.J.Barosinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03360515300644307415noreply@blogger.com