|Reviews for magnetic north|
| Manuel Fajar 12/9/10 . chapter 1
North is a fleeing direction,
at speeds that vary yearly—
1 league or more from winter solstice to Michaelmas;
all round-world’s compass deviations
changing with magnetic shift at different rates.
A motion that would be some form
of relativity if only North and South
did not their orientation oft reverse
at intervals so long that DNA can fashion
minds with altered sensibilities—
our present turned to past will never be
what retrospectively is seen.
And even ovoid Earth, spinning, points an axis
over two hundred centuries circling through Zodiac—
lodged in a spiral galaxy that turns,
hurtling to some formless boundary
no soul would ever seek.
Man’s heart cleaves to ancient
cycles—circadian motion—when tides and night
swelled and fell at slower pace;
every pulse marking stanzas
of quickened or lengthened measures
magnetic, tidal, lunar, solar, astronomical—
rhythms aligning heart with force fields
invisible and indivisible.
Spirals and circles entrained in ciphers—
cycles beyond human computation—
Is it any wonder that few human
gyroscopes align? Though that migratory
bird, Love, impels Soul to seek ancestral
heartlands where Eden’s paradise fashions
naïveté’s golden fruit.
| simpleplan13 11/26/10 . chapter 1
I like the third stanza a lot. That similie was really wonderful and I liked the alliteration. I also likes how you said drumbeats because it was a different than the typical comparison of heartbeats to a drum.
The rest of the piece was good as well. It was a really interesting description of this person's journey. The end was nice too. Sweet.
The only thing is that first stanza. The phrasing threw me off. How does the starts contesting to the magnetic north connect to the next line? It seemed almost like that last line really belonged in the second stanza...
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| Faithless Juliet 11/14/10 . chapter 1
I really love the idea of the constant north. A direction not that you were meant to travel but one that was meant to travel with you, and through you. Keep up the good work.