07-31-2016, 01:23 PM
(07-30-2016, 10:40 PM)amejadcc Wrote: With the last stanza, the figurine goes back in the dark cuckoo box of the cuckoo clock (if you've seen one) which is entirely dark and you can't see what color her dress is either. So she goes back in the dark cuckoo box on automatic like clockwork, scraped "the foot" (feeling resigned of her wooden nature) on her way in. If that makes more sense.
Ah! Now it makes more sense to me. You need to figure out how to re-word the poem so this gets across to the reader.
And again: This is such a wonderful idea for a poem!
(07-30-2016, 10:40 PM)amejadcc Wrote: I will post a revision on Monday because I have an open house at my dad's place tomorrow so I'll be the kitchen's help the whole day.
Good luck with that kitchen! I'm looking forward to your revision.
