Heya! Gravity here for a review
So I just wanted to say I thought this poem was really cool and I like how abstract it was. However, it's almost as if you use the main theme of cameras to tie the subject back to something the reader can somewhat understand, capturing an image. I thought this was a really clever trick and a great way to pace the poem.
So as soon as I saw pas de deux I knew you were talking about a dancer, I wasn't sure whether that was metaphorical or physical. I looked back through other reviews (I know, major no no) and somebody mentioned how you waited to bring up the camera theme. Only, you didn't. You just did it very subtly and I thought that was so clever.
to this silence, the inhale-exhale of mirrors
which swell, strain to capture your reflection
I took a photography class and the earliest forms of photography where done with a complex system of glass, mirrors, chemicals, and light. So I thought this may be what you were referencing at the beginning and I thought this was very clever.
The only actual nitpick I really have is probably here:
I drowned in acid, drowned in concave longing
shaped like palms facing up,
trying to drown out the thin, reedy jazz
So in the first line I quoted, the repetition of the word "drowned" seems to be intentional, which I liked. It helped the flow and provided emphasis, you really wanted us to pay attention. But your use of the word drown two lines below to me just disrupted the flow, to the point where in the back of my mind I was like "wait, she used this word before. When did she use this word?" and then I went back up to lines and thought "oh, why did she repeat it again? This bothers me a little" and then I finally started reading again.
The ending, I felt, was very poignant. It reminds me of people who photograph natural disasters, or photographs of people in despair in general because it's so horrible to see but you can't help but look. You can't help but to take the photo anyway because it's terrible to see such despair but beautiful to see such raw, unadulterated human emotion. I got the sense of something like that here. This person is horrible, so horrible you compare them to cancer, but they are so beautiful and they glided so seamlessly in and out of your life that you need to take a photo to capture them to remind you it wasn't just a dream. Idk, maybe I'm reading to much into it, but I really really loved the ending.
I hope this review somewhat helped, I give this poem 9 out of 10 stars (which is the highest I ever give because there is always room for improvement). Keep writing! I look forward to reading more of your poems.
XOXO,
Gravity
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