11-14-2011, 01:49 PM
Fantastic stuff. There's a great, magic-realist type flair to the narrative... i love, love, love the progression of it. A great, evocative take on the subject. I very much enjoyed the read. One of my favorites from you
(11-12-2011, 07:33 AM)Philatone Wrote: After the echo and the arrest, the reporters,
the open gate in the backyard, Can't help but feel this line could be phrased to imply less stasis, since the previous line painted more of an active story
we went to see the damage.
When my father stopped me
from going any further, don't think you need comma here
I was busy thinking of coal,
the brittle rock
that turns men into mines
with claps of dust.
I thought there was a piece of it
in the wall.
That week, it followed
my eyes through windows,
staring into the hallway from outside.
Once, when no one was home,
I went to touch it,
only to find a
hole Great progression, great narrative pacing. Love how you isolated "hole" for that extra dramatic, storytelling pause
bewitchingly black.
The emptiness
I explored like a flashlight
aimed at the sky,
let the darkness
limp over my finger
as ash
and by the time the house awoke
my burial had left me cold
to the nail.
I was a miner
carving life
out of stone;
digging for shells
with the voices of tides,
holding them to my ear
wishing they would not
tell me of their birth
and how close I was
to death. Can't really find anything wrong up to the end. I found it pretty brilliant, imo
PS. If you can, try your hand at giving some of the others a bit of feedback. If you already have, thanks, can you do some more?

