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Happy To Depart

by Lucia


The sounds wash over my ears,

sending shivers down my back.

The quivering of the bow and strings;

sweet and sorrowful, a helpless need.

              ~~~~~~~~~

Weathered fingers caress the neck;

a song played in soft memories.

A single tear falls among the strings,

silencing all but the song.

               ~~~~~~~~~ 

Action shows passion; one by one,

strings break ‘til only one remains.

It plays its last chords in content,

fading, happy to depart.


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Hello CapitalMonday here for a review. i like to begin that poem could relate to many people since when we hear a song that reminds us of someone we have lost or someone we haven't seen in forever, we cry. This poem expresses that nicely since when the person playing the song, their tear is splatted onto the instrument they are playing. Also this poem could be describe as well written on since it has a great message and the tone of this poem would be sorrow.

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sweet and sorrowful, a helpless need
i feel like this is a bit repeated (in a sense) since what would this helpless need be (maybe describe a little better).

silencing all but the song
i think you should change this stanza to the song played on as the people were silenced or something of the same context.

Overall, I think people could relate since, like i said, when they play anything of any sort for some reason we cry since that song we listen could be used to describe the person's feelings to someone they loved or something. Also i believe the message of this poem could be describe as when music falls to a silence, the person you love will fall silent too. (If that makes sense).

Farewell,
CapitalMonday




Lucia says...


Thanks again for reviewing!
I didn't think much about a specific meaning for this poem as it was meant to be slightly abstract. But you seem to have done a good job of finding a meaning of your own. Good job!
As for an audience, there isn't one. This is just a person having some one-on-one time with their violin. :P So, in essence, that line is saying that all of his thoughts are silenced.
Thank you for reviewing!
Cheers!



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In the first segment the player seems young and since the music sends shivers down their back I would say that it is sending all kinds of endorphins throughout their body, creating a sort of internal musical rhythm through the veins and arteries. I think the music has some deep meaning to them as the person's emotions are evoked by it. Quivering as a verb, according to Google definitions is a, "tremble or shake with a slight rapid motion, but as a noun it's, "a slight trembling movement or sound, especially one caused by a sudden strong emotion." Here it seems to be a combination of both. Why the player is emotional in this moment I do not know, but as the poem goes on I begin to form my hypothesis.

A violin. I think the owner has been playing it for a long time and either just the violin is aging or both the player and the violin are fading with the years. Memories and tears, I think the player is recalling perhaps some painful memories that have occurred throughout their life. Either that or the player is just overly emotional about their own music.
"Silencing all but the song" Hm, maybe the player is temporarily trapped in the memory meanwhile everything else fades away. Flashbacks do that in post-traumatic stress victims. Learned that in college in my Seminar of American Trauma course.

I may be wrong, but I think violins are made from horse hair, and I imagine that like human hair they too become brittle and fall. Much like human hair as it is lost with age. Just my speculation. Probably wrong, but hey good job to making me think about it. :)




Lucia says...


First of all, thank you for reading this and taking the time to review it. :D
Now, I'm going to point out that this poem is written from the point of view of a listener. The listener is not, however, the player.
The majority of the quivering is caused by emotional memories. (As you guessed, good job. :D) I decided not to give the reason for all the emotions, but to let the reader fill in the blank themselves. I had wanted to portray, somewhat, the feeling that the player and the violin had been through everything together, and were one in their memories. Which is why I wrote that the strings broke at their final song.
As for your guesswork with horse hair, you are correct. The bow of a violin is generally made with horse hair. However, the strings that the bow plays on (the ones that broke in the poem) are generally made of a steel core wound with metallic wiring.
Thanks again!
Cheers!



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A bouquet to you! The poem is beautiful and packed with lots of emotions. The second stanza is symbollic of that especially the line "A single tear falls among the strings, silencing all but the song." Needless to say i'm in love with that line. When you said weathered fingers what crossed my mind is that finger which is symbollic of Man and man in his lifetime goes through many phases such as happy times, emotional times, hard times and so on which weather is symbollic of. And the poet in one of his memories of such a phase, sings a song. So weathered finger is rightly put together and comes off as a strong force in depicting the picture. I feel the words weathered finger is itself majestic in terms of the meaning it holds. Overall your poem is lucid and makes for an enjoyable read. However if u made an effort to write this poem with rhymings, can you imagine how more beautiful this could have been.
Yeah there that's pretty much it. Great talent. Keep up the good work. Hope to read more from you.




Lucia says...


Thank you, biju, for your review and all the compliments that came with it. :) When I write poetry, I try not to focus too much on rhyming, because if I do, the end result could detract from my original plans for the poem. If you're eager for rhymes though, you could read my other poem "Emma". Thanks for the review!



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Hey there! It's me, victorianbeauty, here to give you a review!

First thing off the bat, I'm gonna say that you have some incredible talent. This is a beautiful piece and you manage to paint an amazing picture, while still managing to be extremely lyrical. Well done!

I have a few nitpicks though, just a few.

Number one:

The sounds wash over my ears,

sending shivers down my back.

The quivering of the bow and strings;

sweet, sorrowful, a helpless need.


This verse does a very good job of setting the scene. However, the last line seems a little bit rough to me. I think it would flow better if you said, "sweet and sorrowful, a helpless need." You see, a comma chops up a phrase. This piece is very lyrical so it needs to be like classical music. You need to sway with it. A comma makes you pause during the music. If you got rid of the first one, it would help readers sway more with the piece.

Number two:
Weathered fingers caress the neck;

a song played in soft memories.

A single tear falls among the strings,

silenceing all but the song.


I didn't really understand how the first line in this verse ties in with the rest of the piece. It was almost sexual in a way, which I didn't get from the rest of the piece. Maybe it's just me and if it wasn't written that way, let me know because that line kind of threw me off. Also, 'silenceing' is spelled 'silencing'.

Number three:
Action shows passion; one by one,

strings break ‘til only one remains.

It plays its last chords in content,

fading, happy to depart.


This is my favorite verse, by far. It also does a very good job of giving a sense of finality to the piece. Fantastic! My favorite line is:
Action shows passion; one by one,

strings break ‘til only one remains.


Great job! I can't wait to see more from you. Keep up the great work :)

~victorianbeauty




Lucia says...


Wow! You picked up a lot of things I missed, so thank you!!
Your first nitpick (I love that word.. :) ) actually helps to level out the syllable count!
Your second nitpick... wow... I see what you mean by the "neck caressing" thing, but that is actually a reference to fingers playing the "neck" or "fingerboard" of a violin. Any suggestions to how I should fix that? Thanks again!!!



Nica says...


Well, I thought that it was sexual only because I didn't understand the line. Now that I do understand, it makes a whole lot more sense. I think you should leave it. It's a beautiful line. :) Keep up the good work!



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I don't know what you are actually trying to aim for here, but as I was reading this I kind of thought of the hunger games. (Sorry if that sounds stupid.) Anyways I really like this and thought that it had a lot of emotion behind it.

"A single tear falls among the strings, silence in all but the instrument."

---I like this line but there is something about it that makes it kind of hard to understand. To me as the reader it sounded kind of clunky and wordy. Maybe you can fix that.---

Overall I thought that the poem was rather beautiful and quite sad. I have one question though, are you portraying the bow being released in an act of like hunting or is it something different, I would really like to know. Good luck, and continue writing. :)




Lucia says...


When I wrote "bow" and "strings" I actually meant a violin.
The poem itself is meant to be symbolic of a life.
Thanks for reviewing!



myjaspercat says...


that makes sense, I am sorry if I may offended you. However I still like this poem, it is beautiful.



Lucia says...


No offense taken at all!!! :)
Thanks for your compliments.



myjaspercat says...


that's great and your welcome.




Memories, left untranslated, can be disowned; memories untranslatable can become someone else’s story.
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