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Jan 14 16, 13:25
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Dishonestly she smiles half feigning politeness, the rest the growing smidgeon of self doubt. There will be no blue birds of love she thought, just the tiredness of being Justine, nothing more than a loyal daughter whose buried her once gaiety presently circling round spectres of the emotionally departed, feasting on the cold crumbs of comfort.
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Jan 15 16, 04:16
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Hi!
Just read your poem at bedtime! I'm too dim witted to comment anything, sorry. It's interesting, a good poem.
A bit complicated, but that's probably me!
Back soon, Syl***
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"There is no life higher than the grasstops Or the hearts of sheep, and the wind Pours by like destiny, bending Everything in one direction."
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Jan 29 16, 14:59
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QUOTE (greenwich @ Jan 14 16, 11:25 ) Unbundled
Dishonestly she smiles half feigning politeness, I find this image a bit vague or complicated. I think I get it but it stops the entrance into the poem. It is almost haiku-like. the rest the growing smidgeon of self doubt. All interesting and it rings true...but it is telly There will be no blue birds of love she thought, just the tiredness of being Justine, nothing more than a loyal daughter whose buried her once gaiety a little too ... much of something presently circling round spectres of the (specters ?) emotionally departed feasting on the cold crumbs of comfort. Very complex and ends with a cliché mmm I don't know. I think as a visual thing it works or maybe as an exercise in an acting class. Can't say I am loving it but it has depth...maybe a short poem is the wrong vehicle?
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Feb 11 16, 15:31
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Hi Antony,
I noticed you hadn't many comments on this and realised I hadn't read or commented either. Unbundled
I'm not too keen on the title - it doesn't somehow draw me in to read
I have to agree with others that this has awkwardness to it when read. Some suggestions for smoothing out below.
Dishonestly she smiles half feigning politeness, the rest the growing smidgeon of self doubt.
I think this could be written more concisely
Her smile, dishonestly feigned politeness, with a growing smidgeon of self doubt.
There will be no blue birds of love she thought, just the tiredness of being Justine, nothing more than a loyal daughter whose buried her once gaiety presently circling round spectres of the emotionally departed,
There will be no love birds she thought, just the tiredness (boredom) of being Justine, a loyal daughter with hidden gaiety, circling round spectres of the emotionally departed,
feasting on the cold crumbs of comfort.
Last line is rather cliché. If you can't find another way of saying perhaps delete altogether. Hope something helps. Eira
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Feb 11 16, 16:13
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Thank you Eira for your comments. Appreciated
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Feb 13 16, 02:09
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Hi Antony,
Back as promised.
The title muddles me. Found the word in medical section of Thesaurus, where it's considered a fraudulent practice: dividing medical tests into parts, so that labs receive larger reimbursements. Please explain its relationship to your poem. Tx!
QUOTE (greenwich @ Jan 14 16, 16:25 ) Unbundled
Dishonestly she smiles half feigning politeness, <<<<A bit awkward. Dishonestly and feigning have similar nuances. Perhaps a different word in L1, to start off? "She smiles enigmatically...or cryptically. ToT.
the rest a growing smidgeon <<<<can also be written 'smidgen', but it's OK.
of self doubt.
Perhaps:
with a growing smidgeon of self doubt.
There will be no blue birds of love<<<<<No blue bird's love in sight, ToT she thought, (just) only the (tiredness) weariness of being Justine, <<<<I'm thinking of the Marquis de Sade's Justine.
nothing more than a loyal daughter <<<<<<she sought virtue, but always stumbled into vice, sexual slavery, etc., due to her ineptitude.If you're thinking Justine, add interest with a line or two about this! Methinks...
whose buried her (once) youthful gaiety.
Perhaps:
her youthful gaiety masked; (presently) circling round spectres of the emotionally departed. <<<<<finish here. Her father and sister had died.
(feasting on the cold crumbs of comfort.) I may be way off track, but your poem reminds me of the Marquis de Sade's novella, with was posthumously published as an extensive, uncensored novel. He spent his last years in prison, where he wrote the novella. Can't remember all, but the movie "Quills" about Sade's last years, included parts of Justine.
I agree with others that this poem is missing more details. You may even be thinking of L. Durrell's Justine, for all we can know!
Just show us a little more! Psyche
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Mis temas favoritos The Lord replied, my precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.
"There is no life higher than the grasstops Or the hearts of sheep, and the wind Pours by like destiny, bending Everything in one direction."
Sylvia Plath, Crossing the Water, Wuthering Heights. Nominate a poem for the InterBoard Poetry Competition by taking into careful consideration those poems you feel would best represent Mosaic Musings. For details, click into the IBPC nomination forum. Did that poem just captivate you? Nominate it for the Faery award today! If perfection of form allured your muse, propose the Crown Jewels award. For more information, click here!MM Award Winner
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