Poetry / Snowflakes: A Better Place (Analysis)

It was like a fog
Blinding everything ahead of us
I looked behind me
and there, too, I could not see
The white flakes fell in a rhythmic way
         each had its own place, its own role to play
In the overall scheme.
I wondered where I was going
But not you
         who had found a snowflake.
I wished I could.

Upon waking the air is crisp, cold
        —carrying a silent breeze.
The handle on the window is stubborn, it
defies me
         squeak, jolt, closed—finally closed.
The roads are busy, with a purpose
         Hurry up! We have places to go! People to see!
I walk slowly.
Gazing in a window I see a man with
         a hopeless tint covering his face
Now, I think, while you still can.
Some while down the road…
A woman with a young child running
         Hurry up! We have an appointment!
The sound of my footsteps grows farther apart.
Not anymore, I think, perhaps it is too late.

I can see my breath
Blend in with the fog before me
Strangers walk past with their audible footsteps
         crunch.
         Leaving their first impression.
I will hold the door open.

You are still here
I remembered
Mingling fingertips boldly contrast
         straying minds.
We do not walk in unison.
Across the street, two silhouettes walk side-by-side
         side-by-side
         not separated
You gaze, smile, I look down.
The silhouettes walk in unison.

As snow falls, night does.
You & I sleep—finally close eyes.
We finally sleep—close eyes.

Red, orange hues open my eyes…
You are no longer there.
Past unmade sheets, past yesterday’s garments,
Past an open door, past a coat not hung
A welcoming sense of warmth.

You are still there
         I know.
You gaze, smile, I move closer and lean
Mingling fingertips, a walk in unison

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superkleric avatar General Stranger

May 20, 2009

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l. 26 should read: “The sound of my footsteps grow further apart.”

You use line breaks and enjambment well.

The poem has a nostalgic feel to it.

I like this piece. It’s one of the better poems I’ve reviewed.

angelauddie2107 avatar General Stranger

August 19, 2008

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Perfection at its most greatest point!I really enjoy this peice of work. its Honest to the core, and i could totally see myself there in the story line weather its the mom running late with her child or standing there gazing at the sunset walking with the one i choose to be with.

this was such a beautiful poem. I only hope that you will continue on with your Quest for the beauty of words! Brovo.. Bravo..

Ps- i am not great at spelling so dont mind my vague wording.. :)

tia_logic avatar General Stranger

May 10, 2008

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My main critique is focus. You’ve got some sections which are close, personal past-tense retelling of this thing, and then you switch to present-perfect without a transition (which is ok at times, but doesn’t really work for me here).

I’m not digging your repetition. (unison in S4, side-by-side in S4, close eyes)

Other than that I think you’re on the right track.

axiom49 avatar General Stranger

April 23, 2008

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Originally hailing from Pennsylvania, I understood exactly what you were going for  while explaining whiteout conditions for a snowstorm.  In future revisions, I’d consider some word substitutions, unless this is a period piece, most people don’t actually use the word “appointment” out loud, it kinda looks a bit stale in dialogue.  I’m curious about the use of formatting here, for awhile I thought the lines would go back and forth like a snowflake that’s unsure of where to land, but  it doesn’t do that, and there is no real unity within the stanzas to signify why this decision was made.  Speaking of stanzas, it’s odd when the stanzas very a great deal in length without a specific pattern, particularly if it’s top heavy (take a look at the second stanza).  I enjoyed reading your poem, and like all good poetry, it made me remember not just a part of my past but the feeling linked to that memory.  As so far as presentation and revision, such is the beast of the craft.  I wish you all the best with future revisions of your work!

Jarl avatar General Stranger

April 03, 2008

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There is some nice sentiment used in this piece that does not cross over into indulgent sentiment. I think this is often a difficult thing to pull off, as it requires a precise balance.

The overall tone of the poem worked for me and is well maintained throughout. I particularly enjoyed some of the more organic train of thought sections.

You could perhaps take a look at the structure of the poem. At times I found that at certain points the choice of breaking impacted the sense of direction you are trying to achieve. I hope that makes sense. I’m not a poet so it’s difficult for me to explain my point clearly.

There is also some quite lovely imagery here, the metaphors of the snowflakes and the footsteps leaving their impressions.

Overall an enjoyable read that gave me an emotional response in so much as I found myself feeling the vibe you quite expertly try to achieve.

Good stuff.

Thanks for sharing.

trouten_m avatar General Stranger

March 22, 2008

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I’m not sure whether or not it constitutes poetry, but it’s full of imagery. Technically-speaking, I especially liked the repetition here and there that created a sense of time slowing to a crawl, one of those fictional moments when you can actually see the individual flaps of a hummingbird’s wings. Near the end, I pictured a world of black and white w/color radiating outward from and around the speaker and “You”. Definitely keep up the good work. Cheers.

metaku avatar General Stranger

March 22, 2008

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This is beautiful- poetic in a haiku way. In fact I thought I saw a haiku built into this composition. I was mistaken but couldn’t resist completing the task. I’m not sure how easily understood this work will be to the average reader, as the few images are stark and elemental. It does make me want to cuddle during these early spring days. Good luck with your goals.

as snow falls night does
we finally sleep-close eyes
mingling fingertips

Barbie avatar General Stranger

March 21, 2008

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Kind of sad. It does have a nice rhytym to it. I like the way the portions are seperated for emphasis. Overall, very nice, simple. The visualizations were a nice touch.

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March 21, 2008

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Definitely a talent worth shaping here. A very narrative poem, gave me the feel of the theme. The ideas and emotions are sharp. You can describe much with less words. The story that you wove in feels nice. I like the way you have used enjambment.

Do experiment with more themes, feelings and styles. Probably even rhyme, meter and alliteration. But if thats not your style don’t worry, its just a suggestion. The creative process is all about exploration. I look forward to more from you.

Keep Writing
Warm Regards,
_Ikram

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March 20, 2008

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“The white flakes fell in a rhythmic way
         each had its own place, its own role to play ”
This seems to be the only deliberate rhyme – unless you wanted it that way, it should be changed.
Also, I don’t think that snow usually falls rhythmicly, but that could just be me.

Stanza 2 is awesome—as is the rest of the poem.

What a lovely elegy!!

(You should publish this)

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