refer back to the title on this one; crouching in wheats stalks/crouching in war/crouching playing hide-and-seek. the plane represents correspondence with home, the past, basically anywhere but “here”. there’s quite a bit of connotation involved, but now i know i need to work on accessibility. thanks.
Poetry / war & childish games
i crouched in wheat stalks
with a flimsy aeroplane
folded along my lips -
a shuttle to mars, the east.
back home.
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Solid enough. In line one, “among” is more apt than “in.” “With” could be removed if one gains an end-line comma. Line three could be clearer. Line four is dodgy; it’s a stretch that a flimsy airplane could function as an intrasolar shuttle. It plays up the “childish games,” certainly. However, “war” seems entirely subducted; where did it go? And why Mars before the East? Also, why do you opt for a fragment in line five? The extra pause?
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Nice start, I feel like it’s incomplete. Why are you in the wheat, what signifigance does the plane have, why is it on your lips. I love the view of mars, it’s a great image bring more to the table.
This simple poem means a lot. I think everyone likes to relive their childhood. This poem says it best with only a few lines. I can relate to what you are saying. Instead, I played with army men and marbles lol. Great poem man.
I’m not writing that email again. Just check your mail. By the way, that’s another great poem.
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