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empressoftheuniverse wrote:Ignore the person above me, she is a noob, to be quite honest, and doesn't know how we do things here on yws. Our aim, to remind everyone, is too constructively criticise, not to cut someone down with disparaging remarks.
I'd say it was ill-titled; it sounds more like the focal point in your poem is beauty or the fear of being ugly; not jealousy.
That being said, I titled my poem pancakes for grandma and it had absolutely nothing to do with a grandma or flapjacks.
Anyways..
I liked this poem as a thought you had, or as a sentence in a fiction piece. But it didn't really feel like poetry to me-- more like a stream of consciousness. That being said, I liked your idea. You might want to think about a different medium, however-- maybe constructing a short story around this idea, or expanding this and finding a rhythm.
But I don't know much about poetry; I wouldn've have commented at all if I hadn't been so aghast by the gentlewoman above me.
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