08-21-2011, 09:44 AM
after reading it a few times it feels like it's based on one of the gospels. as opposed to one of the greek uses. the poem seems to be about creation. and to some extent the tree of knowledge or man being in gods likeness in the fact we can name/create.
the title will mislead many but thinking about it, isn't that what we do.
all of its lines are worth mentioning. for me this is very publishable, it has a solid set of images wrapped up in a message come creators advice and love.
it is quite powerful. the Namer, the I AM, the Me...work well in letting us know who it is, thinking about it; would the NAMER, and ME work better all in caps...at last, i found an effin nit
great poem todd, one of the best i've read. thanks for the reading of it.
(08-21-2011, 12:35 AM)Todd Wrote: The flavor you are trying to describei can't see anything i could say that would improve it.
is found in the seeds of the pomegranate,
mixed with moonlight and tears. You will never
forget this taste. I pity you,
everything will be less
vibrant now.does the reader assume innocence has been lost to the puupil/child/man? for me this verse chides choices made and is executed really well.
If you had asked: How are we alike? the comparison of man in gods image perhaps
The stars would still be your blanket.
The garden still soft beneath your feet.
No, I would not have said love—that is not
the image you bear. The sword still spins how we are unalike to god, and that he has might on his side
to protect this creation from your harsh love.
A love that would crush the Jay in its hands
The blood sings from the ground to Me— excellent closing lines, i'm not sure if blood singing or ringing is cliché but i love the phrase here.
not for vengeance—but in awe.
Does that give you a clue?
I am a Namer. What was light
before I said it?
You too are a Namer. I would not
take that from you though
your tongue has turned black. this feels like another reference to the tree, we now know how to lie, how to be cruel
You do more than define,
the thought gives birth to the word;
the word precedes the act.
What was murder before you said it? another reference to the first family.
You have continued to name this is not a compliment, it feels more like an implied saddness.
Deceit, Fear, Shame
Each word conceives and confines.
You lack patience, and will not hear me.
My words will no longer strive
with your limited vocabulary.
I leave you one word behind.
Hope
At the proper time you must scream it
to the hills and look up.
You will find Me waiting there,
I never left.
For I too am a Namer,
and I AM patient.
good closing verse.
(added some quick edits based on Leanne's feedback, not enough for a revision)
the title will mislead many but thinking about it, isn't that what we do.
all of its lines are worth mentioning. for me this is very publishable, it has a solid set of images wrapped up in a message come creators advice and love.
it is quite powerful. the Namer, the I AM, the Me...work well in letting us know who it is, thinking about it; would the NAMER, and ME work better all in caps...at last, i found an effin nit

great poem todd, one of the best i've read. thanks for the reading of it.
