zodiac
on La Belle Epoque by andrewjthomas
5 Feb 2004, 11:21 AM
"I thought about my the
rapist."
Is there a word missing here?
"in this flying hunk of steel." - ehhh...
"And still the Rezidence" - I'd drop the 'And'.
"the futility
of you." - there's a better, more original word that 'you'.
"feeling like a stranger in a strange land" - don't say that. Say it originally.
"gotten off my ass" - ehhh...
"unspoken streets" - more like unspeaking (to Americans anyway)
"walked near your job" - are you trying to avoid saying that it was a Starbucks? That's usually the case with that phrasing. Make something up better than job. All good confessional poets do.
"And finally the awkward moment of nudity" - that's an awkward moment of transition.
"buffoon" - ehhh...
"anal" - ditto...
Whew! The crazy thing is that I had almost exactly the same experience in France and Germany once, except that it ended so much worse. You have no idea.
The thing you did with the first part works in some places but mostly not in others. I don't know if you were trying to follow my suggestion, but I would have been happier I think leaving the lines whole and just breaking them into stanzas, like:
I think of you as I would any self-made image:
(break)
I was sitting there in the international terminal,
waiting for my flight to Munich, anticipating our rendezvous,
and watching Annie Hall.
(break)
I seem to have established a fondness for Woody Allen,
but I'm thinking I'm too young to appreciate him.
(and so on. keep the stanza breaks you have and number or mark them somehow.)
The end is really dense-looking still. Is it that you just haven't redone the last half yet? It looks scary. Poetry readers like to see more white on a page than black, I've learned. Anyway, I'm witholding my vote for another revise.
this is a structure i'd actually like other poets to try out
so i figure i needed a name, good for marketing you know
and i have written a second one, and plan on writing more
Yeah, I posted over another poem again. This one has rhyme too. They all do.
Thanks!
"go, go, go amber glint" is referring to the advertising product shot version of the liquor they're drinking. If I introduce the bottle first, then would that make sense?
Faulkner's not tossed in by accident, the feel of this (at least in my head when I wrote it) is derived from parts of the sound and the fury (which has influenced me more than any other single thing I've ever read). So I was thinking about having the narrator imagine Caddy skinny-dipping with them, and quentin sitting by himself on the dock watching resentfully.
I can work up the part that you say loses you more I think -- I just want to evoke flashes of images of passing the bottle of liquor back and forth, the girls gamboling in the water & over everything the full moon. And I wanted the narrator to come across as pretty fucking drunk.
Sublimely beautiful and evocative. -10-
"My cleverness has turned into a very dill pickle" - confessional in a good way
very "beat"
could use some tightening in a few places
but enjoyable overall
very descriptive, a little cliche in a few spots (but not too bad)
i think you might do better to focus on your reaction to the child, rather than simply describing the child
if we read the hint of your pain and sadness
because you empathize with the child's pain and sadness
it just seems like it would impact more, you know?
nice sketch
thanks, i made some edits, hopefully for the better
I'm glad you sent me to this one. I remember seeing it a while ago and being tickled. You've got that ee cummings knack for random assocation (even between weird adjectives and their nouns) in your early posts that I can't approximate. I get the sense it was beaten out of you by months of Rancoring, but I wish you had kept some of it, even if hidden, and it should be a little more hidden.
Still, that quality is poetic (ie, what's going on OUT THERE) and a bag of chips. An image like "god-red little footsies" would be welcome in a more structured poem. That's the kind of association that's pulp-making.
The start, too, with "Then" is very strong. The change to 'we' in the second, um, sentence is off-putting, along with 'go go go amber glint' which I can't make refer to anything satisfying for me.
"TV commercial Faulkner doom"? I hope you know now to use concepts like that in a meaningful and more-or-less grammatically correct way.
And then it devolves into similar stream-of-consciousness Joycean crap for a while. I've known one person who liked to read Joyce and I suspect she was lying.
Then it comes back. After 'ok, laugh' I'm with you again. In manuscript I see the s-of-c lines broken up a little more and italicized. You could pull them off that way. Maybe it should all be broken up more. At least into stanzas. I'm big on stanzas.
Crystalline has 2 ls, then 1. Then it just needs to say about 3 more things than it does. At least, to be pulpwood-style. I'm fine with things that just paint a scene, like this. But the good ones that seem to do that, when you break them open, you find more inside. There's some of that here but a little short of enough. Is that it? Very Beat and cummings, which is its downfall. Hide that a little better and you're ace.
zodiac
replying on The Weight of Words and the Meaning in the Wind by somemorepoetry
5 Feb 2004, 9:20 AM
AppleScript? QuarkExpress? I'm so fucking glad I don't have a real career. You want to know what really bites? I live in a big log cabin deep in some mountain woods. It's almost 1pm here (that's 13.00 to you) and I'm in the flannel pants I slept in, drinking my third Red Stripe of the day and casually perusing political satire sites. My wife's beating her brains out against the bony foreheads of autistic teenagers but I, thankfully, have no classes for the rest of the week. I might go to my band practice tonight and get stoned, but otherwise THIS IS ALL I WILL DO ALL DAY.
Other - because it is more a sketch than a poem
lastobelus
replying on The Weight of Words and the Meaning in the Wind by somemorepoetry
5 Feb 2004, 9:07 AM
Top o' t' mornin' t'ya. Today I am working with AppleScript and QuarkXPress. If you're not familiar with those products, you can just read them as "hot branding iron" and "down my fucking throat". So I won't be writing any poetry as I will be too busy wrapping iron bands around my head to keep it from exploding with frustration as I restart the frickin' Mac every 5 minutes.
due for excoriation: Blue Fuckin' Moon, by lastobelus
http://poemranker.com/poem-details.jsp?i d=44460
And shame on you Fraser (if that is not you real name) for mocking a 13year old.
The best part of this is when I misread heart as beast
'[after I put] my beast into you'
last 4 lines are hard to read, the rest is fine. Certainly a classier poem about poetry.
Plenty of stuff to grab the attention.
I would say however that many defenceless animals are very ugly and make unpleasant sounds, why weren't they mentioned?
well written, reads smoothly
-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
on Necromancers Song (Incubus Guitar & Buddhist Drums) by SupremeDreamer
5 Feb 2004, 8:24 AM
Inconceivably shit.