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Last edited by Nick; 06-18-2011 at 05:56 PM.
Without God, all is night, and with him light is useless. - Emil Cioran
Lovely. Bravo.Sounds rather like a song. Oh, and why'd you write it in 2nd person?
High school = much work = procrastination = mother shouting = shouting back at mother
Thank you, Trides. It's in second person because I wrote it with a couple in particular in mind who are having some difficulties, including what they are (are they boyfriend and girlfriend? Are they lovers? Are they friends?).
I was hoping for it to sound somewhat like a song, but I wanted some small imperfections in the rhythm so it was more like a poem, and also so it would mildly reflect the imperfections of love itself.
Thank you for the feedback.
Without God, all is night, and with him light is useless. - Emil Cioran
You did a brave job of tackling the subject of love. It's complexity. And a spectacutlar job of it! What the two are facing:
To inject the personal: I happen to be going through the same thing and you've captured the dillema very well.are they boyfriend and girlfriend? Are they lovers? Are they friends?
A great beginning. Innocence personified but then I had a feeling that something was going to come on. Right. Then...You are the children pulling daisies
from the hardened summer ground.
The contrasting is very effective. You weave diametrically opposed statements, images throughout this piece. Love is never stasis and a well delivered alliteration.You are the blood that is left pooling,
beneath a promise you’ll not miss.
Some of the imagery which struck me:
The idea in the last is very fine but I have a problem with the highlighted. You write concretely (fine) then quickly steer away from it which breaks up the imagery for me.You are the young boys whistling gently,
into broken freedom bells.
You are the letter that will never make it,
after a wound was left so swollen.
You are the thousands of tears falling,
over cracking of ignorant bliss.
I might write something like this:
You are the thousands of tears falling,
"on" cracked sidewalks once pure.
Your closing lines. Another effective similie but I have a problem with the highlighted. I think you could come up with a stronger noun. As it stands, it reads a little convoluted to me.then you’ll know your love is as new,
as any volume could lay bare.
Nik, it's so difficult to write about love without red hearts fallen to the floor, the reader slipping on them. You don't want syrupy and you effectively avoided this. Bravo! Something new. I enjoyed this very much. Laurie
Last edited by SilverMoon; 05-22-2011 at 03:52 PM.
"Blessed are the cracked, for they shall let in the light" Groucho Marxhttp://www.punksoulpoet.com/2011/04/inspired-by-the-artist-andrea-wch/#top"Emalyne"
http://www.motleypress.artandsole.org.uk/Issue1opt.PDF
"No Forgiveness for the Chrysalis"
This does sound like a song, Nick. Have you showed this to the couple? It's a fine tribute to a relationship that captures the good and the not so good, very well.
A suggestion for the line Laurie quoted.
You are a thousand tears falling,You are the thousands of tears falling,
over cracking of ignorant bliss.
over cracking ignorant bliss.
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