06-25-2013, 05:44 PM
(06-22-2013, 01:59 AM)serge gurkski Wrote: The alley of linden trees oozed out honey into the nocturnal air …"the alley of" may not be necessary. It adds not a lot and disturbs the internal meter."Linden trees oozed their honey into the nocturnal air" … Your poem
May had been delayed till deep June.
Butterflies and bees pouted like wallflowers
whose lovers had not shown up at their rendez-vous
and some even grieved so much that they died. Bit of a long disconnect here. Death of butterfies and bees or death of flowers? (which, biologically speaking, die AFTER fertilisation)This is still, though, a very pleasing stanza. I applaud your imagery.
A hedgehog scampered over the lawn,
the secret of his astonishing speed
safeguarded smirkingly by a conspirative night.I like this in its naivety, like a child who believes that ducks have no legs, being hidden in "conspirative" water!
Next to this prickly fellow a man obviouslyShaky syntax, here. Comma after fellow...but there is more wrong in the sentence. Needs looking at. Having said that, it is not unclear.
untrained in moving around on all fours
seemed to be looking for something
he had lost: sobriety, balance or money
or possibly all of these valuables at the same time. Good if wordy and contextually slightly alien to the opening stanza. Sergical procedures in evidence
I gave the compelling inner coherence
of my assumption based upon the human condition now you're getting very windy...there is too much gas in this line. And, sadly, you continue with similar eructations. It is beginning to read like an elocution exercise. Two humans.
a passing thought while passing this human by, Yes, I know. I am passing on this one as it is going to be explained as deliberate...I just know it!
benevolently pretending nonchalant neglect of his misery,
before returning again to take care of my own. I have forgotten what we were talking about...your own what-was-it you had to take care of?
Hi serge,
I have to ask what the hell was all this about? You or a hedgehog?
You lost the plot mid play and ad-libbed to the end. As always, it is insightful BUT of more interest to aspirational hedgehogs. Don't get all prickly, now.After all, S1 is beautiful.
Best,
tectak
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A hedgehog, unlike the one whose brain and guts I saw spread over the asphalt last night (to my lesser delight), when still in good shape, looks like this sometimes:


)This is still, though, a very pleasing stanza. I applaud your imagery.