09-02-2016, 06:07 AM
(09-01-2016, 12:17 PM)makeshift Wrote: Levitation was the trainingFrom this I get the idea that the Peter Pan who flies represents innocence, but this is the beginning of his corruption -- when he is real, and solid, and prone to human desires and needs, he is lost. It's really intriguing and I've pulled out different parts from it at each reading.
weight felt in reverse.
I sit In the gray pixie -- any reason why In has a capital i? Also, this enjambment is a bit odd. Sitting in a grey pixie is just not right at all
dust, its gold long gobbled -- I'd suggest just making this strophe two lines long, with a break after dust.
by the sun.
My green garb lets go
as if I'm a memory -- full stop here? Or maybe semi-colon, without a capital on the next line
It's held too tight.
I feel the breeze, the soil
the blood, and the pulse.
I feel my goblin -- comma?
the mischief, and the moss.
I feel the humidity, the summer,
and the naked heat. I feel my size
the glissando, and my heart beat.
I feel the rise and the rise and the rise
and the fall.
I feel the hunger
and yank a carrot
from the earth,
wondering how anything could be
clean if it came from dirt. -- I love this strophe, particularly the ending
I do feel the "I feels" get a bit too much, though I see the point of them. Maybe just cut one or two?
It could be worse