07-31-2012, 12:12 PM
(07-31-2012, 11:53 AM)Leanne Wrote: I think you need to give it some distance before editing any more... find that confidence you need, because right now what you've got is a poem that explains the poem it was trying to be in the first place.
(07-31-2012, 07:35 AM)Ruth Wrote: how I'd write the first bit:
because I did not lift my face,
I watched your hands, your arms,
your elbows resting lightly on your thighs,
and I watched the floor,
but mostly
I watched your hands.(07-31-2012, 07:35 AM)Ruth Wrote: I saw the line that suggests a creative lover,
the one that shows a clever mind, imagination, and
the mound by your thumb that may indicate passion. -- this stanza sounds as if it's straight out of a "how to read palms" manual. It could probably fit into the next one easily enough, something like:
I saw meanings in their shapes: creative lover,
clever mind, passion, imagination.
I watched our shadows flicker and entwine.(07-31-2012, 07:35 AM)Ruth Wrote: you stood, you smiled and then your arms embraced me, -- "arms" is redundantHaving told you not to edit just now, maybe that will help you when you come to do it... for what it's worth, I liked the first one better
and held on until I let go of you.
then I was on my way, casting my own shadows,
regarding my own hands.
actually, I DO read palms, and do it on the sly with some people when I'm trying to get a better feel for them (Peter's hands explained a LOT about him, but that's another story for another day)
will let this sit - and will come back to it - with more of my own voice I hope ;-)
thanks Leanne
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Give me struggle, iron, volcanoes.”
― Pablo Neruda
Give me struggle, iron, volcanoes.”
― Pablo Neruda


