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If You Were a Letter

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As I stumble through the Russian alphabet,

the letter 'ы' reminds me of you.

They tell me it is the hardest letter

that it sounds like you'd wish it to be true;

like you're being stabbed in the stomach.

As I almost swallow my tongue

and make the noise of a dying whale,

I remember our first meeting.

You judged me more than I judged myself

And I couldn't be bothered to respect you.

As my jaw starts to hurt

from practicing this non-stop

And my muscles start to feel uneasy

because they're being stretched out of comfort,

it starts to sound better; we sound better.

As I manage to feel like I'm moldering,

without pulling the carcass-face,

I learn to appreciate you.

Because you might be bloody difficult,

But you roll off my lips with ease.

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murtuza
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Ms qaralynn, have been a great fan of your work and absolutely like the way this one in particular has panned out (even though I might have been a little late in coming across it.)

Great connection between learning a new language and learning someone. The coincidences are uncanny! You use some nice expressions here like making the noise of a dying whale and I like how that transitions towards getting used to someone who is difficult to handle - just as it is difficult to pronounce a particular letter of the language's alphabet.

And as you keep practicing continuously, it all seems better and you get used to it in no time, like you do with the person who's 'bloody difficult' to handle. I appreciate the sentiment that you're trying to deliver because it's a good way of putting it, a relationship. The last line puts it all in perspective for me and that ended the poem quite well.

If I had to change anything or give you some critical analysis, it would be to add perhaps a few more lines towards the middle. I liked the way in which you described the relationship with the flaws and the uneasiness. But that's all that there was to it when it came to describing it.

You didn't seem to transition something in between having that person be absolutely horrible and then all of a sudden be able to bear it all from him. Perhaps a few lines in the middle that describe the gradual acceptance you had come to have for him and comparing it with other expressions like you've mentioned in the poem before. The part about you practicing and all that is cool, but there could have been a little more elaboration on that. It's just a small nit-pic though, and not something that I personally feel about it.

The poem is great and I enjoyed reading it. I could learn a thing or two from you when it comes to describing experiences! Another great read. Thanks a bunch for posting and here's to hoping there's more ahead.

Keep the ink flowing,
Murtuza
:)

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godlypopo
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Hello, happy review day!

I like how you used a letter to describe someone. You can really picture the idea of it being difficult at first but once you have it then you feel proud and happy. Here and there you say some complicated things to take in but I really enjoyed the consept of it. My only real nitpick is that the poem is all bunched together. Yes this makes the poem unique and personal, you do not create the biggest impact you can. By chopping the poem up, you make the poem easier to read and a more memorable experience. What I didn't get about this poem is that I can't tell if it is complimentary or mocking. However, this leaves it open for meaning and makes the poem more interesting. Your reference to dying whales takes the reader on a winding path of guesses as they search for the links. I'm guessing the kissing linking with being stabbed a symbol of a painful, sinking feeling you receive from it. The painful feeling which takes you and stabs you in the gut as it laughs and mocks the idea that your love would never be true. This is one of the most soul-grabbing parts of the poem!

Overall, I really enjoyed this and I encourage you to keep writing. A very good piece ^-^

Well, that's all from me,
Godly :D

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bluewaterlily
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Karin, darling, I love this. Still have no idea how to pronounce this or how you know what a dying whale sounds like but I think this is why we're friends. ^^

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anirban
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anirban wrote a review · Tue Jan 20, 2015 6:40 pm

Nice work!

Its very personal, direct and directive. However, this threw me off the track :

"They tell me it is the hardest letter
that it sounds like you'd wish it to be true;
like you're being stabbed in the stomach."

What would 'he' wish to be true? Why would he be stabbed in the stomach? Is it an abstraction? What would it signify, especially since there is no reference to death?

"As I almost swallow my tongue
and make the noise of a dying whale,
I remember our first meeting."

Is this abstraction for kissing? Why would it be referenced with someone being stabbed?

Your idea in the first phase is not well documented which threw me off track for a while before I read the whole thing and understood the thing ( and overlooked some ). But as a poet, you won't want that. You'd want your reader to be hooked on to your work from the very first word. appreciating each sentence as he reads on, which this poem unfortunately fails to attain. Hope to see wonderful works from you in future. Best. Cheers!

I agree with you. This poem is too much based on 'learning-Russian-jokes' to make a lot of sense. =P The stabbing part is actually how a book described the pronunciation of the letter and the dying whale part is basically what you sound like when you're trying it yourself.
Thanks for the constructive criticism, I appreciate it. =)

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chrisharley
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You got a nice concept, if you make it shorter and clearer it could really sound impactful.



Remember: the plot is nothing more than footprints left in the snow after your characters have run by on their way to incredible destinations.
— Ray Bradbury