E - Everyone

Shadows in the Car

Shadows on the car roof,
Spots of light from the windows
Shining on the inside of the car

Little spots of sunlight
I move my clothes
To see how the shadows
Shift
To see how the light
Bends
Over my knees
And legs
And arms

Shadows on the
Grey, fuzzy roof
Light on my
Ripped blue jeans
The light moves
Over the dark
Leather
Seats

As we make
A tight
Right
Angled
Turn
To the left,
The light
Moves
And shines
And runs across
The ceiling
The cupholders,
The door

I watch
As the light
Changes
And shifts
In swift
Fluid
Movements

I watch
As the shadows
Ripple
And spin
In soft
Velvety
Glides

The light
And shadows
Float
In harmony,
Working
Together
To make the drive
Memorable

Light with
Shadows
Making shapes
And patterns,
Movement
And stillness,
Light
And dark

Light
And dark
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Liminality
Review

Hi spottedpebble! Lim here with a review.

General Impressions and Interpretations

This poem was satisfying to read, especially the first half. I was interested and engaged with the descriptions of the light and how it moved over the things in the car. The last two lines were also memorable because of how they don’t state anything obvious about the poem’s conclusion, but rather seem to reflect the role of light and dark in the poem through structure. (Light-Dark-Light-Dark, just like the light moving through the car)

For me, the main theme of the poem appears to be how ‘opposites’ work together, which is explored in various visual interactions between the light and the objects around it that cast shadows. In the second stanza for example, the lines are structured similarly to reflect the connected roles of light and shadow: “shadows/ Shift” and “light / Bends”. I also like the twist in the third stanza where the darkness comes from the colour of leather seats rather than shadows necessarily.

I think the poem also says something about appreciating details as well, because it shows how things that seem static and every day like a cupholder can actually contain a lot of movement because of the light and shadows.

Structure

I like the way you used line breaks in the second stanza, and the second part of the third stanza.

And runs across
The ceiling
The cupholders,
The door

^ I think the line breaks were in the right places here, because it helps focus attention on each detail of the view within the car.

Meanwhile, I think the “right angled turn” portion made me expect something more – it seemed quite dramatic, as though the car was moving really fast, or that something unexpected would happen after one of the line breaks. Maybe the difference is just that a “tight right-angled turn” sounds more like something in a car chase scene than a descriptive scene, and the single-word lines there reinforce that for me, so it felt a bit jarring to read the next part where things kind of go back to ‘normal’ and refocusing on the same light-and-dark descriptions again. That could just be me, though. ^^’

Language

I like how some images became specified between stanzas, such as “clothes” -> “ripped blue jeans” and “car roof” -> “grey, fuzzy roof”. I thought that was an interesting way to develop the poem and keep things interesting.

Working
Together
To make the drive
Memorable

This part felt more abstract and also more ‘statement’-like compared to the rest of the poem, which made me wonder what it would be like if the “memorable” aspect of the drive was shown in concrete images. Maybe the first stanza might have something suggesting the poem is a strong memory? Perhaps there could be more sensory images like the “soft /Velvety / Glides”?

Speaking of which, I also liked the imagery in the stanza about the shadows moving. "Ripple/And spin/In soft/Velvety/Glides" <- It adds texture and movement to shadows, which I usually think of as being visual or colour focused, thereby making the shadows seem more vivid.

Overall

I thought this was a good exploration of an everyday moment. It captured lots of details I wouldn’t have otherwise thought about, like how the light hits seats and cupholders in a car and how one might ‘catch’ the light by moving their hand around.

Let me know if you’d like more feedback on something!
-Lim

This poem is so beautiful! I love the way you played with the margins, making it really slim. One question I still have is, what was this poem inspired by? I loved the imagery it painted in my mind. I really like how the whole thing is a metaphor for good and evil in the world and the way they can some times go hand in hand and have a mutually beneficial relationship. I loved the way that you played with traditional grammar rules and just outright broke a few of them. I feel like this poem would do really well in a slam poetry contest. Have you ever entered one? You are so talented!! The picture that these words show is beautiful. A question, what, or who, is it meant to be about? Is there some hidden meaning in this stunning poem?

The light
And shadows
Float
In harmony,
Working
Together
To make the drive
Memorable

This stanza in particular was my favorite. I like the idea of light and darkness working together to accomplish a goal. The two opposites coming together was a common theme in this poem. This poem gave me a great idea! If you like writing more abstract, fantasy poems or stories, you could write about a demon and an angel, united in pursuit of a common goal. I also loved the repetition of "I watch" at the beginning of two different stanzas. As well as, the repeating of "Light and dark" twice at the end. It ties the whole thing together.

Thank you so much! I'm glad you liked it! This poem could be interpreted in many different ways, and like with most of my poems, what it's about is purely up to what the reader sees it as.



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