I Can't
This island’s rock still holds the heat, just like the day we landed - loved,
some thirty years ago - a blink of time - yet something so much more.
We paddle-stroked our way to knowing, ate and fed our bodies, minds.
Wild fish and berries shared with mink, loon-listening, quiet, in the dark.
I have a hard time understanding how we got from there to here.
Our island once had been our fortress, you and I and no one else.
But now I learn that she has never left you, though I came to stay
and I can’t help but question all you’ve made me think about the way
you see our love, and when it lacks, your thoughts that maybe someone else
can make you feel the way you ought to, when you come to know I can’t.
I Can’t
This island’s rock still holds the heat
just like the day we landed, loved,
some thirty years ago, a blink
of time, yet something so much more.
We paddle-stroked our way to knowing,
ate and fed our bodies, minds.
Wild fish and berries shared with mink,
loon-listening, quiet, in the dark.
I have a hard time understanding
how we got from there to here.
Our island once had been our fortress,
you and I and no one else.
But now I learn that some have never
left you, though I came to stay
and I can’t help but question all
you’ve made me think about the way
you see our love, and when it lacks,
your thoughts that maybe someone else
can make you feel the way you ought to,
when you come to know I can’t.
Gee, Cyn~ you are rolling them out?
Love the theme and the content of this poem, full of sensitivity and sharing and understanding.
Keep 'em coming...I love reading them.
PP
Wow CYN..............THIS GAVE ME CHILL BUMPS as I read it. My favorite line is
I have a hard time understanding
how we got from there to here.
Our island once had been our fortress,
just you and I and no one else.
and I agree with Daniel that JUST need not be there.
maybe make each stanza four lines......"yours to use or lose"
AM
Hi Cyn.
Before I offer a critique, is this a specific form, or should this be moved to Seren's (free verse forum) ?
Regards.
Lori
It is not free verse. It is syllabic so it cannot be categorized as free verse. It does not rhyme but all metered work does not rhyme. It is not a specific form other than it has a syllabic count.
Daniel send me a private message. You are right, just should not be there, it messes up the count
PS if you feel it must be moved since it does not conform to what this forum considers metered verse, then please just put it in the non-critique forum. It is not free verse and should not be critiqued as such. Thanks!
[Re-posted]
Another thought-provoking piece, Cyn... even a bit alarming
but then provoked thought can get one alarmend... and that's what writers want to elicit from their readers, right?
The narrator seems questioning a long-standing relationship... or rather notes the questioning of the other partner's questioning ? while affirming their own continuing relationship.
The largely iambic tetrameter with enjambed variants is effective with your unrhyming couplets.
Absolutely Cleo. I can add that to the subject line to help readers (it just seemed very obvious to me - sorry)
I look forward to your comments.
Daniel you were/are right on, as always
Cyn
Hello Cyn,
The theme and metaphor that has been planted through out. Unfortunately, I would recommend quatrains, rather than couplets to heighten the subject, however this may be a personal perference.
I found to off set the lack of end rhymes, I would suggest an inner sonance, such as alliteration, assonance and other sound enhancers that will add more of a poetic touch to the poem.
I too, would not have seen this as 'obviously metered' as it faulters in several lines and when writing in blank verse, wheather it is couplets, sonnet's or narrative (which this also does not fall under) it needs to adhere to a strict iambic meter. And even iambic substitutes, should be effective yet, used sparingly.
Some further thoughts and comments to follow... Wishing you luck with this... the subject and theme go well together and I look forward to the growth of the poem.
Best Wishes, Liz
edited
See if this makes it clearer. It should be read kind of matter of fact.
Hi Cyn,
Your critiques (both) were very much appreciated. I will work on making the last line clearer as well.
Hi Cyn.
I hope you don't mind, I'd like to offer a small bit of crit on your first 4 lines to see what you think of my suggestions before I continue on through the rest of your piece.
I am not an expert on meter, as I only go by how the lines sound (the da dums) when I read them aloud. I must say I definitely prefer your revised version over the couplets as it is visually more appealing. I think it also pulls the story together more cohesively.
Just tackling the first four lines here, I get a sense that a young couple took a chance (the metaphor of island) a pilgrimage on Plymouth Rock so to speak, with hopes of a bright future together in the 'new world'.
This island’s rock still holds the heat, just like the day we {landed} [settled] - loved,
some thirty years ago[;] {-} a blink of time - yet something so much more.
I offer settled as an alternative to landed for its subtler meter. I was thinking of the grains of sands in an hourglass and thought of the following as an alternate:
some thirty years ago; a grain in time – polished to something more.
We paddle-stroked our way to knowing, ate and fed our bodies, minds. (NICE)!
Wild fish and berries shared with mink, loon-listening, quiet, in the dark.
I feel some bumps here so I suggest replacing listening and quiet to smooth the meter. Perhaps:
Wild fish and berries shared with mink, loon-eavesdropping in tranquil night.
I'll be back again Cyn.
~Cleo
Post Script add:
Thoughts on the next two lines Cyn for meter purposes again of course:
I have a hard time understanding [comprehending] how we got from there to here.
Our island once had been our fortress, you and I and no one else.
Suggest:
Our island, once a fortress shared, by you and I and no someone else.
OR
Our island, once a private fortress, soon was shared with someone else.
The problem with the endstop above is that I do not feel this is a complete answer to the line above it. I want to say the island was once a fortress shared only by the two BUT something happened, or someone happened - and I want to read the next line for confirmation.
Does this make sense Cyn?
Hi Cyn
It is good to read your work again. I've just written -- and lost a critique on this ...grrrrr.... so I'll start again.
I seem to have arrived after everyone else, so I won't read through comments , so excuse me if I repeat what might have been said.
I see you have revised this and my personal preference would have been to see it in quatrains as it initially looks like prose...but that's just me!
Your revision has evened out a lot of bumps which is good.
A few in-line thoughts
This island’s rock still holds the heat, just like the day we landed - loved,
some thirty years ago - a blink of time - yet something so much more.
We paddle-stroked our way to knowing, ate and fed our bodies, minds.
Wild fish and berries shared with mink, loon-listening, quiet, in the dark.
I have a hard time understanding how we got from there to here.
Our island once had been our fortress, you and I and no one else.
But now I learn that she has never left you, though I came to stay
and I can’t help but question all you’ve made me think about the way
you see our love, and when it lacks, your thoughts that maybe someone else
can make you feel the way you ought to, when you come to know I can’t.
L1 -- I like the start with the island metaphor
L2 -- yet something so much more -- perhaps you could find a more descriptive way of saying this line.
We paddle-stroked -- I love this description and the others that follow in the next lines.
you and I and no one else -- this sounds repetitive.
The last half of the poem seems to lose its descriptive images and has many filler words. The last line has 3 you's. It would be lovely to see you take the metaphor at the beginning through to the end in some way.
I hope something I have said may help in some way.
Snow
Hi Cyn,
I've read the recent comments and was wondering about the interpretation. I read it as the narrator gets involved with someone who makes the narrator think that their 'ex' is gone, but after finding comfort in the person, sharing and believing this was the two of them, she/he finds out that the person is still in the old relationship. Of course, I am not sure if this is your intent, because, the poem can be read on a multi-layered surface and, I for one, think that is a positive attribute to a poem well done. When it reflects also the experience for different readers.
I wanted to say that this poem reaches that goal and can 'touch' the heart and mind of many slightly bringing their own experiences and/or fears into the forefront of their relationship with the poem.
Good work.
Also, as Snow mentioned, I also think Quatrains would work best with this poem. Of course, whichever fits your liken is what you need to go with. When I suggested that the couplets didn't compliment the poem, and that quatrains might work better, I didn't mean you shouldn't have couplets. I love your poetry and think that this, though it needed some work, is a vital poem that really gets to the heart of 'relationships', deceit and disappointment between those that we trust.
Best WIshes, Liz
Liz
Please never fear that your intent was misinterpreted. I am not sure it will work as quatrains but I agree it did not necessarily work as couplets. Therefore the change to see if that worked better.
It does not hold the sonics or even the imagery of most of my work and really should read as train of thought in a way. Is that poetry. I dunno, maybe not. Does it evoke a response in the reader? maybe, or so it seems.
Cleo and Snow I will look at your suggestions, but I think they may inadvertently skew the meaning I am trying for (which maybe means my meaning is unclear LOL) but I agree that sometimes ambiguity makes the poem more approachable by more people.
hard to know which way to go. Still pondering this one
Hi Cyn,
Yes, I will say the ambiguity within the poem does work.
Hugs, Liz
Greetings, Cyn...
I was a bit surprised to see your poem recast in this format. Personally, I liked it as simple non-rhyming iambic tetrameter couplets... with its flavor of blank verse... though it could have been possibly rearranged in tercets, quatrains, or even uneven (no pun intended) stanzas.
Your revision does have a few minor punctuation changes, but that's the only difference -- and they are improvements, but if you're going to leave it this way, I'd like to see you break it something like this (with one punctuation change for emphasis, the next for grammar, and the third for clarity):
Hi Cyn.
Would you mind adding the meter again to your title description please?
iambic hexameter
We can put the revised date in the topic title I think.
Thanks
Lori
Whoa...Halt!
Poetry can decipher FORM!
Poetry to all... is reading and appreciation.
This is a very good poem.
And should be judged as such.
Forget about the percieved Form.
One well written poem...Can be FORM.
NJOYED,
Thank you my dear for posting.
We must break the mold of nodding heads. Judge your fellow poets by what you read.
Every person at MM is an artist, and places before us individual thoughts on a miriad of subjects.
Of course, Arnie's view.
John
LOL
Thanks John
I agree with John, of course, Cyn...
but, uh...
well, you'll get around to it, I'm guessin'...
Sorry Daniel
I missed your post? Ah, yes I see I did. Shoot. I am very unorganized in this these days and not fully present, please forgive me. Yes I WILL get to it. I promise.
My life might get back to normal one of these days but once my son is back in school and I am finished with the clinic I am doing (horse stuff) i will be less scattered and keep better track
Cyn
I can't cant over such an oversight, my friend. I was just horsin' around too!
distributin' Light, Dan'l
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