01-05-2016, 06:50 PM
(01-05-2016, 07:22 AM)dukealien Wrote: [Image: http://www.hostthenpost.org/uploads/dd45...e0aa25.jpg]I love the combination of picture and poetry.
Hanging Bottle
Seen from the bank above a rushing creek,
this vision, serendipitous, appeared.
A headless reed arched, stronger than the rest,
and from its tip, knot naturally tied,
there dangled, by some random, weedy string,
a bottle left for dead, hung by the neck.
What did it mean? A bottle hung like bait,
from some sly, tempting demon’s fishing-pole,
the sort of devil Bosch might have conceived,
stork-beaked and funnel-hatted - with his catch,
damned drunkards, writhing naked in his creel?
But that is not a faith revered today.
Hail, Nature! See her uncaused grace displayed,
the random reed’s support, the vital lace
of duckweed tied, no doubt, in such a knot
as Man could scarce invent, like DNA,
self-organizing majesty, no God,
no man or thought involved, all-natural!
So there it stands, symbolic installation,
no sign of Man (except for that damned bottle).
I see the darnedest things. (Blank verse again.)
This poem is good, but I believe it could use some trimming.
I would also recommend using active voice. It's not "hung by its neck", it's hanging by its neck.
What does it mean? A bottle like bait.
I wouldn't capitalise "Man" in the third stanza (but that's just really nit-picky stuff).
Just a few thoughts and pointers. I hope this helps! I look forward to your next revision
These fragments I have shored against my ruins
Why then Ile fit you
-T.S. Eliot (The Wasteland)
Why then Ile fit you
-T.S. Eliot (The Wasteland)

