This is so lush, it reminds me of F.Scott and Zelda, you carve such scope into this peice, from WW1 to the flapper ara to the the depression.

Those last few lines were fabulous.

Much love,
Juliet.

Wow.

I don't think I can say enough good things about this piece. It's absolutely astoundingly amazing. I am not usually stupefied by poems, but this one is amazing!

Gah... okay. I can't even use my words to tell you how great this is. Needless to say, keep writing!

I can't see what you see wrong with this piece, because I think it is incredibly well-done.

Your topic cuahgt my interest right away. It's one you see pretty rarely in fiction, and even less often in poetry.

As for the content, one thing that jumped out at me was the organization. It had a good progression of both time and plot, but still was free-flowing and poetic.

[she grew wings and cut her hair
and he loved the way she glittered
between smoke-soaked syllables.]
I love these lines. The way you describe them is both vivid and a good portrayal of the times.

[music faded and her glitter turned to glass.
she bled out on the kitchen floor.]
Also a great line. Very creative way of describing her inner termoil. I particularly loved the image of "glass" and the injury that caused her.

Ah, I just can't stop saying good things about this piece. I really loved it, and I'm sorry to say I can't think of a single point of concrit. I will definitely be adding this to my favorites list :)

~Sparkles from the Review Marathon (link in profile)

wonderful. its much more in order then i would have expected. haha, very good.

I don't know why you're undecided. It's wonderful. Well organized, not too long, great imagery, with creative language that actually builds on the image rather than distracting. (excuse the ramble fragment)
It speaks to the broader themes without being too impersonal.
There's no reason to feel insecure.

Wow, those first three stanzas are killer. I don't know, the fourth one seems kind of weak, or at least not as original and attention-grabbing, but I don't know, that's probably just me.
The last line brought it together pretty nicely, though. Good work!

omg I really liked this...it kinda spoke to me in a way..Of how ppl who are truly in love will die for eachother..I really liked it!
My favorite part was :

'tuesday was dark, the crash was silent
and the depression swallowed her whole.
music faded and her glitter turned to glass.
she bled out on the kitchen floor.

he left for the sky two days later,
taste of gunpowder on his tongue.'

Those two parts really spoke to me.

I love the story you've told with this. Not much needs to be said to paint a lasting picture. Super powerful. Favouriting this, no doubt.

amazing!
We were asked to write about the early 1900's but I could never have come up with something this great!
it's amazing.

Simple, eloquent, beautiful.

"he left for the sky" is such a beautiful way to put it. beautiful poem.

I recently discovered your poems and I must say that they are the most beautiful pieces I've ever read, but this wins me over. I love it. This one stands out from the rest. It has that rare dose of softness and intensity that makes someone's heart melt.

-Tani

Keep up the good work.

there aren't a lot of poems on fp with this sort of topic matter, which gives it interest and freshness. i like the style in which it's written; direct yet eloquent. nice work.

"smoke-soaked syllables."
complete love.

I like this poem.
(Lame and short review-wise, but...I don't know what else to say.)

I like the 20s.
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Whoa, the descriptions and word choice used create beautiful and vivid images. I really adore 'smoke-soaked syllables' - not only is the alliteration excellent, but the way you describe that is simply amazing. You have really unique adjectives and metaphors. The concept is also portrayed elegantly. All in all, well done :) I really love this.

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Btw, thanks for the review.