 Kel 2005-09-15 . chapter 1 Hullo Gen! I am here to comment and critique because I am a critiquing **! Now please don't take offense hehe you may come critique and bash me too. I can't write poetry to save my **.
Anyway I love this! It's really captured like a slice of camp life, okay! It's totally true; it's all "HULLO! Oh my name is Kel! Haha! Yes, I'm from Anderson! Ohmygod don't you think that boy there is hot!" And you go home, and you never talk to them again.
The "instant noodle" imagery is fabulous, of course.
"it’s small talk and namecarding—instant friends, just add water, wait five minutes,fiveminutefriends (exactly like best friends, except without history)"
Pure, pure, pure genius. LOVING your writing damnit.
But I feel the fish out of water metaphor is a tad overused and strained =/ *nitpicks* I love the continuous emphasis on "just add water, wait five minutes", I love the analogy, and sudenly the fish-out-of-water cliche comes out of nowhere. I'm sorry, dear!
I love the sectioning. It's very clean and makes the poem... starker, somehow. I like!
Now I'm off to stalk the rest of your poetry. |