Hi Holy! I missed the trend of chicken poems last year, but I wanted to revisit it after it was reference in RevMo's checklist challenge ^^ So here I am!
I really enjoyed this poem! It was really sweet and had a heart warming end pun intended, which coupled with the frosty imagery throughout the piece. Admittedly, I read the author's note before I read the rest of the piece, so I had an idea of where it would be going, which did make the poem a bit easier to read. But I love the image of a hen cuddling her human friend and caretaker in the lightly drifting snow! It gives a really calming, even hopeful feeling throughout, which I quite liked ^^
Personally, I feel the flow of this poem is one of the weaker parts. You clearly have a lot of beautiful imagery thrown around, and I think you build up and develop the themes and ideas well, but some of the lines come off as kind of choppy and disconnected from one another. This may also be a matter of personal preference, but I find it much easier to read poetry which is comprised of sentences, or lines that feel like they have some consistent subject and predicate. While the lines on their own are nice, they don't feel quite easily connected, and I find that I am pausing a lot between them.
As an example, here is the start of the poem:
her feathers floofed around her / tucked in the crook of an arm- / an embrace that peaked brows.
Reading this as a single line gives it a really disconnected feeling. The subject of the first line is the feathers, but the subject of the second line shifts to the hen without any warning, and the third line is about the embrace. It may help to have a bit of consistency, focusing on the feathers for a line or two, then transitioning to image of her tucked in (I do love the phrase "tucked in the crook of an arm!" It has a very cozy feeling to it ^^). Later on in the poem, there are more nice descriptions but they don't have clear subjects, just implied ones, and it again gives a more choppy reading to me. It may be something you'd want to play around with if you come back to edit this
I think the poem really hits its stride in the second part of it, and I especially love the last three lines:
her keeper pulled the wool coat tighter around them, / knowing full well that snow-drifts and icicles / wouldn’t dare disrupt a friendship conceived in summer.
It solidifies the protective nature of the hen's keeper with their strong bond, as both are willing to weather the cold for the warmth of one another. I also feel like one can even interpret this poem less literally (even if you didn't write it that way!) Someone can always feel a bit cold, maybe a bit lost like a chicken in the winter, huddling with other chickens to find warmth, but then you have your keeper, that person who just warms you up no matter the season because they love and care about you so much It's very sweet.
Thanks for writing this! Hope this helped ^^ Happy writing,
~ Wolfe
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