Hey there! I thought I'd drop by for a quick review on this interesting poem today. Note that I haven't reviewed poetry in a while, so I might be a bit rusty.
I really like your word choice here - you have a lot of specific, emotional adjectives, verbs, and nouns that do a good job of conveying the general tone of the piece, a sense of loss and regret but also wonder at those precious things that were lost. I also think the reflective nature of the poem is really interesting and so is the formal, poetic style - it raises interesting questions about who the narrator is.
I think the biggest thing that's holding this poem back is that sometimes your syntax is just plain confusing because by trying to be poetic, you wind up omitting essential words and making the literal meaning a lot less clear. A good rule of thumb in poetry is that if you took all your lines and removed the line breaks so it's like a paragraph of prose, if that paragraph is really, really difficult to follow more than a few words of, it's going to be really difficult to understand it as a poem as well. (Some ambiguity and grammatical errors are okay if they're a stylistic choice made consciously, but )
Basically, I have a hard time knowing what you're actually referring to in some of your lines because they seem to sometimes lack words that define the relationships of the nouns and adjectives to each other. And by this I mean simple words like "the", "your" "in" "and", etc. For example:
Autumns growing anxiousness seized heart
This one is especially unclear. Reading it literally, you seem to be saying that these things called "autumns" (the season? something else?), which grow anxiousness (as in, plant it in the ground and harvest it?), seized (someone/something?)'s heart. See how much I was unsure of in there? My best guess for what you actually meant is "In autumn, growing anxiousness seized your heart." It's two simple words, but those clarify the phrase so much.
Childish spirit which celebrated your mirth
Ceased to mater as layers descended.
Who's childish spirit? The child's? And is it the spirit that ceased to matter, or something else?
In little amount with small actions
I understood what you meant, but this line felt awkward.
Again, I understood what you meant, but you could reword it to be more clear:
And at moments some wise views and words,
They coiled around to form a shell
Enclosing within your fair self,
Lost
Try:
"And at moments some wise views and words
coiled around you to form a shell,
sealing your fair self within,
lost"
(And I said above that one of your strengths is in choosing emotive, powerful words - this is one part of the poem where you could improve on that. "wise views and words" is vague and doesn't convey the tone of the piece.)
But overall, I think this is a pretty interesting, reflective piece! There's room for improvement, but you have some lovely imagery and your topic is strong. Good luck with this, and keep writing!
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