05-08-2018, 12:11 PM 
	
	
	
		Hey CRNDLSM,
I found myself enjoying reading this one aloud. I noticed some repetition of lines, but I can't help but wonder if this in some format that I am unfamiliar with. I do have some thoughts though:
Cheers,
Richard
	
	
I found myself enjoying reading this one aloud. I noticed some repetition of lines, but I can't help but wonder if this in some format that I am unfamiliar with. I do have some thoughts though:
(05-07-2018, 03:54 AM)CRNDLSM Wrote: As magma bubbles and molds -I feel like where you start with the image of magma that you should rethink your title. There's nothing wrong with your title, but I think you're missing out on a chance to be more creative with it.I enjoyed the chance to read and think about this. I hope some of what I said is helpful, and I look forward to seeing where you take this from here.
Fresh layers of earth
dirt settles from the sky -Why is "dirt" lower-cased? Is that intentional?
Just like oceans to vapor.
Fresh layers of earth
Endlessly cycle beyond life -I like how you cycle through lines, reflecting the "cycle beyond life".
Just like oceans to vapor.
The carbon in our bones -The image here is so humbling. This is the type of line that made me stop and think, which is always a good thing.
Endlessly cycle beyond life
Devoured, burned to dust -What is doing the devouring here? Time or the magma? I like the implications of possibly both.
The carbon in our bones
Erased from history. -This seems a bit apocalyptic, which I feel like an image you could expand upon.
Devoured, burned to dust
Nothing left to study
Erased from history
Entire civilizations gone -I get what you're going for here. I just wonder if you could think of a specific example of a civilization that was "Erased from history"? I feel like that would make this image more potent.
Nothing left to study
No books, no dvds, no phones -I like the imagery here. What if you named a specific book or DVD? Just a thought.
Entire civilizations gone
In uncountable numbers.
No books, no dvds, no phones
Dirt settles from the sky
In uncountable numbers -This is the only part where I feel like the repetition of the lines seems a bit forced. Who counts dirt?
As magma bubbles and molds -I like how you return to the image of the magma. It gives the poem a nice circular feel.
Cheers,
Richard
Time is the best editor.
	

 

 
