Yo, Pomp! So I know I don't normally review your poetry, but I saw this languishing in the back of the Green Room and thought I'd try to help out! This is mostly going to be me speculating things that might make this stronger, since poetry isn't my strong suit.
And right off the bat, I have a feeling that this would be stronger if you employed parallelism. It sounds awkward, reading this line aloud, because my brain wants it to either be "learnt how to walk" or "learnt to love"—pick one wording and stick with it for both, and you'll have a stronger first line.i learnt to walk the same way you learnt how to love
Two things! First, I can't help but feel like the clause "but i can't really remember" is weakening your meaning—I would cut it out and go straight through "i think i forgave you [...] but the memory's stuck". "But i can't really remember" cuts between your strong voice and imagery and inserts just an ounce too much uncertainty in the phrasing, and the idea of it is conveyed in the following line anyway, so why tell something you're just about to show much more effectively?i think i forgave you for that a long while back, but i can’t really remember. the memory’s stuck somewhere on that scientific sympathy for an idiom, cloud 0.0[...]
Second thing, I don't know what it is, but "cloud 0.0" just reminds me of internet slang and emoticons. It distracts me from the piece and pulls me away from the words as I have to remind myself that it's not you going "0.0", it's zero-point-zero. Maybe think of a way to rework that?
For some reason, this doesn't feel as smooth as the rest of the poem so far. I know that poetry is supposed to be rough at points, too, but this is the kind of roughness that pulls me away and doesn't let me get immersed in the idea; I think it's the repeated "fireandsparks" that gets me. Your repetition before was handled well, but this one just feels...a little awkward.but you were fire and sparks and fireandsparks and the skittering feeling of comets trailing down the inside of my skin--you taught me how to cry.
I don't have a critique on this line, really, I just want to say that I love the imagery you use and the metaphors you repeat that gain weight as we continue through the poem. (Still think that parallelism might help a bit.) Gorgeous.i learnt to walk the same way you learnt how to love--slowly, up to my knees in rainwater.
I'm not sure "dank" is quite the word you might want to use there. It's a good image, but at the same time, it has some unfortunate modern connotations that you might not want to be invoking.i taught you the best places to hide from the dank
Overall, I think you can gather the idea that I really love your imagery and phrasing. You use repetition really well most of the time, but sometimes the lines come across thick on the tongue, so perhaps read it over a few times and note which places are clunky and out of place? Again, poetry's not really my strong suit, so feel free to disregard me. Keep writing!
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