 Anaare 2008-10-01 . chapter 1Hello, once again. I've missed your poetry, so every time you do post something, I'm very eager to read your newest creation.
You've not let me down yet, and this poem is no exception. This looks like the beginning of a fascinating project, which I look forward to reading.
The poem itself had, understandably, quite dark imagery. Some of it is amazing, for example "finger-frayed shawl" or "a thousand hands weaving the air". I wish I had though of those... The only (very small) gripe I have, is that sometimes I thought the rhymthm was a bit off. Some of the line breaks didn't... feel right to me. But that's a very minor thing.
Again, wonderful work and I look forward to more. I hope to hear from you soon again! |
 stuck here waiting 2008-07-30 . chapter 1After my ever-long hiatus, expecting to find a piece of yours in the Just In bin and actually finding one was both a shock and a suprise.
How've you been?
Onto the review...
The first part of what promises to be an immense and itriguing project was exactly what I had hoped for. Once agian, you fail to avoid adjectives (which is great!). The imagery is well constructed, (love the finger-frayed shawl bits) and the usual literary terms of praise apply.
My one criticism, which may actually have been your goal in this poem, is that at certian points I got lost in the ramble. It went from idea to idea without a break.
Though I was befuddled at points, this may actually be positive as the true embodiment of fear would infact cause a person to jump from incoherent idea to idea with little time for logic.
This makes me glad to be back. |