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		edit #4 with punctuation
 Winter
 
 Your empty house sits
 snuggled in its same footprint,
 porches forming wings
 ready to take off across
 the lake's icy reflection.
 
 Half glassed for winter,
 half screened to catch summer's breeze,
 your home sang your soul:
 cradled it during your stay,
 released it to soar in light.
 
 
 Spring
 
 Red geraniums
 christen April's first boat ride;
 Alice's daughter
 wakes her mother's home from sleep,
 grandchildren wade the shoreline.
 
 Counting her pennies
 to buy what she can't let go
 she clears the hallways,
 blueprints drawn for room to grow,
 mom's favorites replanted.
 
 
 edit #4
 
 Winter
 
 your empty house sits
 snuggled in its same footprint
 porches forming wings
 ready to take off across
 the lake's icy reflection
 
 half glassed for winter
 half screened to catch summer's breeze
 your home sang your soul
 cradled it during your stay
 released it to soar in joy
 
 
 Spring
 
 red geraniums
 christen April's first boat ride
 Alice's daughter
 wakes her mother's home from sleep
 grandchildren wade the shoreline
 
 counting her pennies
 to buy what she can't let go
 she clears the hallways
 blueprints drawn for room to grow
 mom's favorites replanted
 
 
 edit #3
 
 Winter
 
 your empty house sits
 snuggled in its same footprint
 porches forming wings
 ready to take off across
 the lake's icy reflection
 
 half glassed for winter
 half screened to catch summer's breeze
 your home held your soul
 cradled it during your stay
 released it to soar in joy
 
 
 Spring
 
 Alice's daughter
 has planted mom's favorites
 in window boxes
 her mother's home wakes from sleep
 grandchildren wade the shoreline
 
 counting her pennies
 to buy what she can't let go
 she clears the hallways
 blueprints drawn for room to grow
 still red geraniums bloom
 
 Edit #2
 
 Edit #2
 
 Winter
 
 your empty house sits
 snuggled in its same footprint
 porches forming wings
 as if it could glide across
 the lake's icy reflection
 
 half glassed for winter
 half screened to catch summer's breeze
 your home held your soul
 cradled it during your stay
 released it to soar in joy
 
 
 Spring
 
 Alice's daughter
 has planted geraniums
 in window boxes
 her mother's home wakes from sleep
 grandchildren wade the shoreline
 
 counting her pennies
 to buy what she can't let go
 she clears the hallways
 blueprints drawn for room to grow
 but replants mom's best loved blooms
 ---------------------------------
 (I've considered the word "same" in L2 and can't seem to let it go. I haven't figured out why it doesn't come across when it seems vital to me. hhhmmmm)
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 Edit #1
 
 Winter
 
 your empty house sits
 snuggled in its same footprint
 porches forming wings
 as if it could glide across
 the lake's icy reflection
 
 half glassed for winter
 half screened to catch summer's breeze
 your home held your soul
 cradled it during your stay
 released it to soar in joy
 
 
 Spring
 
 Alice's daughter
 has planted geraniums
 in window boxes
 her mother's home wakes from sleep
 grandchildren wade the shoreline
 
 counting her pennies
 to buy what she can't let go
 the house becomes hers
 changing it to suit herself
 she retains mom's best loved blooms
 
 -------------
 (meh, unsure, any thoughts?)
 
 ------------
 
 
 Original
 
 Winter
 
 your empty house sits
 snuggled in its same footprint
 porches forming wings
 as if it could glide across
 the lake's reflection, soaring
 
 half glassed for winter
 half screened to catch summer's breeze
 your home held your soul
 cradled it during your stay
 released it to soar in joy
 
 
 Spring
 
 Alice's daughter
 has planted geraniums
 in window boxes
 her mother's home wakes from sleep
 great-grandchildren wade the shore
 
 counting her pennies
 to buy what she can't let go
 Alice's daughter
 breathes new life into the void
 replanting mom's favorites
 
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		Hi Ellejam, great to have you with us and thank you for leaving some feedback on other poems.  
I really liked the gentle emotional reflections in these poems.  i think you did a good job of showing the changing emotions through the season elements.  I would have liked to see the punctuation used consistantly throughout (or not at all)  You started with none and then threw in the odd commar 
  (09-10-2013, 07:22 AM)ellajam Wrote:  Winter
 your empty house sits
 snuggled in its same footprint
 porches forming wings
 as if it could glide across
 the lake's reflection, soaring
 
 half glassed for winter
 half screened to catch summer's breeze  Not sure you need the repetition of half on this line.  Think it works better without.
 your home held your soul
 cradled it during your stay
 released it to soar in joy
 
 
 Spring
 
 Alice's daughter
 has planted geraniums
 in window boxes
 her mother's home wakes from sleep
 great-grandchildren wade the shore
 
 counting her pennies
 to buy what she can't let go
 Alice's daughter   Also don't think this repetition adds anything to the read.  Perhaps the space would be better used telling us what she cannot afford.
 breathes new life into the void
 replanting mom's favorites
 
Overall a nice read that i enjoyed.
 
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		i like how the poem transitions from one of death or emptiness to one of life or living. the winter summer works well in helping the concept of them both. some good images and the story within the poem is warm instead the usual cold poems of life and death bring. the house comes alive again and it seems so does the daughter. i enjoyed the read.   (09-10-2013, 07:22 AM)ellajam Wrote:  Winter
 your empty house sits
 snuggled in its same footprint good image for a home
 porches forming wings
 as if it could glide across
 the lake's reflection, soaring
 
 half glassed for winter
 half screened to catch summer's breeze
 your home held your soul
 cradled it during your stay
 released it to soar in joy not sure about sour and souring in the same shortish poem
 
 
 Spring
 
 Alice's daughter
 has planted geraniums
 in window boxes
 her mother's home wakes from sleep
 great-grandchildren wade the shore
 
 counting her pennies
 to buy what she can't let go
 Alice's daughter
 breathes new life into the void
 replanting mom's favorites
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		Thanks so much for the input, I'll work on an edit. You've also both given me a nice lesson in gentle critique, thanks for that, too.
	 
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		I really liked this pair of gems! Here's my two cents for them: 
 Two For Alice
 Winter
 
 your empty house sits
 snuggled in its same footprint 'same' is not needed and detracts from the great use of 'footprint'
 porches forming wings
 as if it could glide across
 the lake's reflection, soaring 'soaring' is probably not needed; detracts from the 'soar' below
 half glassed for winter
 half screened to catch summer's breeze   love these two lines
 your home held your soul
 cradled it during your stay
 released it to soar in joy
 
 
 Spring
 
 Alice's daughter
 has planted geraniums
 in window boxes
 her mother's home wakes from sleep
 great-grandchildren wade the shore     is the daughter that old? to have her own grandchildren?
 counting her pennies
 to buy what she can't let go
 Alice's daughter
 breathes new life into the void   I would replace 'void'; too cosmic & associated the darkpoetry, perhaps simply 'emptiness'
 replanting mom's favorites
 
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		Thanks Chris, great points. I'm looking forward to editing, something I haven't done during this current run of poetry. I'm excited, thanks all.
 I've a question: This was written with the notion of tanka 5,7,5,7,7. Any opinion as to whether it would wreck it to stray from that form or should I make sure to stay within it on edit?
 
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		 (09-10-2013, 10:13 PM)ellajam Wrote:  Thanks Chris, great points. I'm looking forward to editing, something I haven't done during this current run of poetry. I'm excited, thanks all.
 I've a question: This was written with the notion of tanka 5,7,5,7,7. Any opinion as to whether it would wreck it to stray from that form or should I make sure to stay within it on edit?
 
Sorry, I did not pick up up on the form!    You could try to stick with it, as that was your intent and you should always have the final say.
	 
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		Hi! New to this but liked your work!
 Winter
 
 your empty house sits
 snuggled in its same footprint  this was probably my favorite line but  the "same" part felt a little off to me
 porches forming wings
 as if it could glide acrossthe combination of as if and could feels too tentative especially compared with the hard brace of the next line
 the lake's icy reflection
 
 half glassed for winter
 half screened to catch summer's breeze
 your home held your soul
 cradled it during your stay
 released it to soar in joy
 
 
 Spring
 
 Alice's daughter
 has planted geraniums
 in window boxes
 her mother's home wakes from sleep
 grandchildren wade the shoreline
 
 counting her pennies
 to buy what she can't let go
 the house becomes hers  this line and the one below feel weaker than the ones surroudning it, i think it's a show don't tell situation[b]
 changing it to suit herself
 she retains mom's best loved blooms
 
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		 (09-11-2013, 08:38 AM)spookyfoot Wrote:  Hi! New to this but liked your work!
 Winter
 
 your empty house sits
 snuggled in its same footprint  this was probably my favorite line but  the "same" part felt a little off to me
 porches forming wings
 as if it could glide acrossthe combination of as if and could feels too tentative especially compared with the hard brace of the next line
 the lake's icy reflection
 
 half glassed for winter
 half screened to catch summer's breeze
 your home held your soul
 cradled it during your stay
 released it to soar in joy
 
 
 Spring
 
 Alice's daughter
 has planted geraniums
 in window boxes
 her mother's home wakes from sleep
 grandchildren wade the shoreline
 
 counting her pennies
 to buy what she can't let go
 the house becomes hers  this line and the one below feel weaker than the ones surroudning it, i think it's a show don't tell situation[b]
 changing it to suit herself
 she retains mom's best loved blooms
 
 a really lovely effort!
 
Ha, those weaker lines are two I changed on edit. I think I might not be a good enough poet to come back later and try to improve it, by the time I'm done it may be totally wrecked, grin. But I'm going to keep at it and see what happens.
 
I considered changing "same" but kept it. Now you're the second comment on it not working, I'll think it through again.
 
Thanks so much for your notes, and I hope some of the others who commented will take a look again and see if I've improved or murdered it.
	 
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		 (09-10-2013, 07:22 AM)ellajam Wrote:  Edit #2
 Edit #2
 
 Winter
 
 your empty house sits
 snuggled in its same footprint
 porches forming wings
 as if it could glide across
 the lake's icy reflection
 
 half glassed for winter
 half screened to catch summer's breeze
 your home held your soul
 cradled it during your stay
 released it to soar in joy
 
 
 Spring
 
 Alice's daughter
 has planted geraniums
 in window boxes
 her mother's home wakes from sleep
 grandchildren wade the shoreline
 
 counting her pennies
 to buy what she can't let go
 she clears the hallways
 blueprints drawn for room to grow
 but replants mom's best loved blooms
 ---------------------------------
 (I've considered the word "same" in L2 and can't seem to let it go. I haven't figured out why it doesn't come across when it seems vital to me. hhhmmmm)
 --------------------------------
 
 Edit #1
 
 Winter
 
 your empty house sits
 snuggled in its same footprint
 porches forming wings
 as if it could glide across
 the lake's icy reflection
 
 half glassed for winter
 half screened to catch summer's breeze
 your home held your soul
 cradled it during your stay
 released it to soar in joy
 
 
 Spring
 
 Alice's daughter
 has planted geraniums
 in window boxes
 her mother's home wakes from sleep
 grandchildren wade the shoreline
 
 counting her pennies
 to buy what she can't let go
 the house becomes hers
 changing it to suit herself
 she retains mom's best loved blooms
 
 -------------
 (meh, unsure, any thoughts?)
 
 ------------
 
 
 Original
 
 Winter
 
 your empty house sits
 snuggled in its same footprint
 porches forming wings
 as if it could glide across
 the lake's reflection, soaring
 
 half glassed for winter
 half screened to catch summer's breeze
 your home held your soul
 cradled it during your stay
 released it to soar in joy
 
 
 Spring
 
 Alice's daughter
 has planted geraniums
 in window boxes
 her mother's home wakes from sleep
 great-grandchildren wade the shore
 
 counting her pennies
 to buy what she can't let go
 Alice's daughter
 breathes new life into the void
 replanting mom's favorites
 
It reads well to me, good job! As for 'same footprint' perhaps you mean 'sole footprint' which has a stronger and more definitive image(?)     ...or not!
	 
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		"sole footprint" is fun, and sharp, but no thanks. I think the reason I'm sticking with "same" is because my heart broke that the house looked the same while I knew it was changed forever without Alice. I accept that it's not coming across, but I can't think of an edit that expresses it better. Yet. Thanks so much for all your input.
	 
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		let me say sorry fro saying sour/souring when i should have soar/soaring    something i see you dealt with    not a lot of changes but you've improved it
  (09-10-2013, 07:22 AM)ellajam Wrote:  Edit #2
 Edit #2
 
 Winter
 
 your empty house sits
 snuggled in its same footprint
 porches forming wings
 as if it could glide across
 the lake's icy reflection
 
 half glassed for winter
 half screened to catch summer's breeze
 your home held your soul
 cradled it during your stay
 released it to soar in joy
 
 
 Spring
 
 Alice's daughter
 has planted geraniums
 in window boxes
 her mother's home wakes from sleep
 grandchildren wade the shoreline
 
 counting her pennies
 to buy what she can't let go
 she clears the hallways
 blueprints drawn for room to grow
 but replants mom's best loved blooms this line feels like it's just been tacked on ella. and has already been alluded too in the previous stanza. a suggestion would be [and space moms favourite plants to bloom] of something along that line
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 (I've considered the word "same" in L2 and can't seem to let it go. I haven't figured out why it doesn't come across when it seems vital to me. hhhmmmm)
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		 (09-11-2013, 12:41 PM)billy Wrote:  let me say sorry fro saying sour/souring when i should have soar/soaring  something i see you dealt with  not a lot of changes but you've improved it 
 
 
  (09-10-2013, 07:22 AM)ellajam Wrote:  Edit #2
 Edit #2
 
 Winter
 
 your empty house sits
 snuggled in its same footprint
 porches forming wings
 as if it could glide across
 the lake's icy reflection
 
 half glassed for winter
 half screened to catch summer's breeze
 your home held your soul
 cradled it during your stay
 released it to soar in joy
 
 
 Spring
 
 Alice's daughter
 has planted geraniums
 in window boxes
 her mother's home wakes from sleep
 grandchildren wade the shoreline
 
 counting her pennies
 to buy what she can't let go
 she clears the hallways
 blueprints drawn for room to grow
 but replants mom's best loved blooms this line feels like it's just been tacked on ella. and has already been alluded too in the previous stanza. a suggestion would be [and space moms favourite plants to bloom] of something along that line
 ---------------------------------
 (I've considered the word "same" in L2 and can't seem to let it go. I haven't figured out why it doesn't come across when it seems vital to me. hhhmmmm)
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meh on the typos, no biggie. Good point on the last line. I've edited out the other repetitions I thought worked, that should go too. Thanks
	 
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		 (09-11-2013, 12:26 PM)ellajam Wrote:  "sole footprint" is fun, and sharp, but no thanks. I think the reason I'm sticking with "same" is because my heart broke that the house looked the same while I knew it was changed forever without Alice. I accept that it's not coming across, but I can't think of an edit that expresses it better. Yet. Thanks so much for all your input. 
That's a good reason to leave it as is!
	 
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		 (09-11-2013, 01:12 PM)billy Wrote:  the thing to do now is let it sit somewhere for a month or two and bring it back out air  Good idea, grin
	 
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		Hi, I just came to the thread and given that a lot has gone on already I'll just address the latest edit. I haven't read the comments so please excuse any unneeded repetition. 
I took the season breaks to be representative of death and then life or rebirth, or in this case a type of continuance.
 
I realize this is the novice forum. I may give a lot of comments below, but I'll try to keep them light to honor the forum.
  (09-10-2013, 07:22 AM)ellajam Wrote:  Edit #2
 Edit #2
 
 Winter
 
 your empty house sits--what does sits accomplish? Is there a way you could simply use snuggled in a different tense to do the same thing
 snuggled in its same footprint--I like this idea, with death there is a finality, a sense of sameness. It reminds me of people that don't change the rooms of a deceased love one and everything remains trapped in the moment of death. Snuggled seems a little too warm of a concept to be here though, maybe an alternate word.
 porches forming wings--Makes me think of angels and a departed spirit leaving. Nice imagery
 as if it could glide across
 the lake's icy reflection--icy is a nice touch. This also implies to me the self reflection of the daughter introduced later
 
 half glassed for winter
 half screened to catch summer's breeze--summer feels like an out of place mention here
 your home held your soul--too plainly stated for me
 cradled it during your stay
 released it to soar in joy--nice progression here
 
 
 Spring
 
 Alice's daughter
 has planted geraniums
 in window boxes
 her mother's home wakes from sleep
 grandchildren wade the shoreline--These last two lines are really nice. I question whether you need the first three.
 
 counting her pennies
 to buy what she can't let go
 she clears the hallways
 blueprints drawn for room to grow
 but replants mom's best loved blooms
 ---------------------------------
 
I enjoyed the read. I think you could tighten some, but overall good bones in this one.
 
I hope some of the comments were helpful.
 
Best,
 
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		 (09-12-2013, 01:48 AM)Todd Wrote:  Hi, I just came to the thread and given that a lot has gone on already I'll just address the latest edit. I haven't read the comments so please excuse any unneeded repetition.
 I took the season breaks to be representative of death and then life or rebirth, or in this case a type of continuance.
 
 I realize this is the novice forum. I may give a lot of comments below, but I'll try to keep them light to honor the forum.
 
 
  (09-10-2013, 07:22 AM)ellajam Wrote:  Edit #2
 Edit #2
 
 Winter
 
 your empty house sits--what does sits accomplish? Is there a way you could simply use snuggled in a different tense to do the same thing
 snuggled in its same footprint--I like this idea, with death there is a finality, a sense of sameness. It reminds me of people that don't change the rooms of a deceased love one and everything remains trapped in the moment of death. Snuggled seems a little too warm of a concept to be here though, maybe an alternate word.
 porches forming wings--Makes me think of angels and a departed spirit leaving. Nice imagery
 as if it could glide across
 the lake's icy reflection--icy is a nice touch. This also implies to me the self reflection of the daughter introduced later
 
 half glassed for winter
 half screened to catch summer's breeze--summer feels like an out of place mention here
 your home held your soul--too plainly stated for me
 cradled it during your stay
 released it to soar in joy--nice progression here
 
 
 Spring
 
 Alice's daughter
 has planted geraniums
 in window boxes
 her mother's home wakes from sleep
 grandchildren wade the shoreline--These last two lines are really nice. I question whether you need the first three.
 
 counting her pennies
 to buy what she can't let go
 she clears the hallways
 blueprints drawn for room to grow
 but replants mom's best loved blooms
 ---------------------------------
 I enjoyed the read. I think you could tighten some, but overall good bones in this one.
 
 I hope some of the comments were helpful.
 
 Best,
 
 Todd
 
Thanks so much for your thoughtful comments. I'm new here and don't really know yet the difference between this forum and the Mild Critique one. I certainly am a novice critic so I posted here, but certainly appreciate each and every comment.
 
I am going to have to do something about those geraniums at the start and end of spring, I don't think my point of honor and continuity is coming through well, but I think I'll take billy's advice and take an editing break to let it sit a bit. Maybe. This editing stuff may be addictive, grin.
	 
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		third edit above, thanks all
	 
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