The Unspeakably Familiar

[tectak]

Early twilight frost hardening This is Serious crit so here goes! Now early twilight doesn`t serve to tell me anything specific about the time, the light levels or the time of year. There must be some reason why you mentioned it. Comma after twilight would only help a little. This is the opening line so I have some expectationof clarification.
plangent to imperative; ....but no. I remember plangent from my bell ringing days. Ah, what days they were. The vicar was a tiny man with a red face....oh, sorry, got a bit distracted, there. What were you saying? See what I mean? You have made a leap across a chasm and left me on the wrong side of the Rubicon. I think you need to tighten up the continuity in this first stanza. I like the sound of the next two lines but feel cheated out of their relevance.
language learnt to clutch and curve If I am even close to understanding this stanza then maybe "hold then swerve" rather than clutch and curve. Just a thought.
him clear of double jeopardy.Again, a little frustrating because I know only too well what double jeopardy means but what does it mean?

Shadow boxers bob and weave, I feel that this should be the beginning of a metaphor but you do not give me the option of imagination. This is a factual statement. Is that what you meant to impute? If so, then yes, it is true, they do bob and weave....or are they called Bob and Weave?
hide and seek the scripted fall Once again, frustrating because this line is so clear that I can move quickly on, but the next makes me trip!Phew, thank god for linoleum....LINOLEUM? Who put that there? Haven`t seen linoleum since the seventies....where are we here?Sorry, that was cynical BUT we do seem to be getting a little confused(ing)...or perhaps, as they say, it's just me.nonetheless, I think you are trying to say something simple and interesting in a difficult and complicated way. There are mixed levels of profundity which disorientates me and makes me lose trust in the writer. I need to be given confidence to proceed but I don't think I am going to get my wish!
softened by linoleum;
the sting of an averted cheek
stained a dark and bitter flame
discolouring chameleon.Thought not.Great lines but why flame?,Why cameleon? Why bitter?

Boiler bubbles, dripping tap,
carol singers, hiss of gas,
brown sideboard, aspidistra;
squeeze a bauble, tear a picture,
pilfer happy thoughts and crush
the unspeakably familiar.Simply gorgeous imagery. I have completely forgotten what this piece is about and do not care. Give me JUST this stanza and call it "Mint Julep" or anything, really, and I would be happy.Sometimes I feel really stupid.

I enjoyed it.I applaud your brazeness. I have no idea what it is about. I am not worthy.
Best,
tectak