warm nights open
themselves at my feet,
and beat an even rhythm
in the floorboards, the fireflies.
on these days
we converse entirely in motion --
waking, walking,
wordless.
useless in the face of fear and
possessed of a secret desperation, we await
the arrival of the Good Life.















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It is much easier to stand up to those you hate than it is to stand up to those you love.
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Stop bitching, start a revolution.
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can i give you a mini-critique? (mostly on form)
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warm nights open
themselves at my feet,
and beat an even rhythm
in the floorboards, the fireflies.
i think this works visually, climaxing at your title name, and doesn't sacrifice your lovely wording. and the internal sonics of feet/beat, and floorboards/fireflies is <3.
on these days we converse
entirely in motion --
waking, walking,
wordless.
a small recession in visuals, and again, hoorah to assonance. i believe this allows a general pattern of climaxing/receding/climaxing in terms of visuals and content.
useless in the face of fear,
possessed of a secret
desperation, we await
the arrival of the Good Life.
i think a little rearrangement of these 'good life' and 'desperation' chunks allows the poem to end climaxing as opposed to an elaboration, giving it more of a relative punch (and minor line breaks give a little pinch of enjambment). i'm undecided as to the capitalization of the Good Life, and whether the isolation of the last line could satisfy as an exchange, but it's really a moot point.
so, all in all, i hope this helps. (:
cheers.
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it does help, tremendously! thank you kindly. : )
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Stop bitching, start a revolution.
we must find a date for star wars and rearranging tshirts
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But for three years I had roses, and apologized to no one.
~V for Vendetta
There is a darkness deep in you, a frightening magic i cling to... ~Snow Patrol
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