09-28-2016, 06:08 AM
(08-11-2016, 12:26 PM)lizziep Wrote: It just appeared there one day, fused to the seabedI am being nitpicky with my crit because I think there's a lot to like in this poem, it grabbed me instantly and I love the title. I would say that the second half of the poem needs to be either more abstract or more descriptive, because at the moment the images of a mid life crisis are perhaps a little generic? I do like the contrast with the first half, but I feel like the flow and imagery need to be really tight so you can really capitalise on that feeling of constriction you are working at.
as one clinically depressed merges with their mattress Not sure about 'as one', on first reading it trips a little
or decomposes into couch cushions. Weight fell 'decomposes into couch cushions' is fantastic
like a thick blanket over their face as they slept,
convincing the mind to keep dreaming and the lungs to surrender. The verb tenses in this line and the previous one are a bit muddling
It just appeared there one day, like a woman I like the repetition of your opening phrase
of thirty-five suddenly seeing her feet wearing sensible heels, Also like the mundane contrasting with the surreal images you've already set up
sitting behind a desk with a picture of a husband and two kids,
unable to breathe.
I really look forward to seeing an edit here, I enjoyed reading this !

