let's take a shot (at or of what)
the gasp of a trout in winter / blood
solidified: a mermaid pooled in steam--
not just yet
thanks for the neon plastic bobber
trenches of lullaby: a bon fire / pulsing
like a (heart on the) lake: holy holey ice--
too small
thanks for the breathing room
home: two open palms / drop (her back
to) the river with a scar for a singing mouth--
too small
thanks for the hook in my cheek















Comments
Poem... deep. I'll need to read it again.
--
My boy, if silence is golden, you are bankrupt. -
Charlie Chan
the small notations to the right are the fisherman's comments
the left justifieds are the fish's comments (I enjoy these the most because of the fun sarcasm "thanks for..." etc lol )
The meat of the poem is the narative stanzas that describe the action. They're interesting, but seem a bit off-puting and awkward with the slashes, colons, etc. You were consistent throughout, so the piece works symmetrically, but the pace seems abrasive. Did you do this on purpose to shake up the reader in an attempt to evoke a jarring experienc...as the fish might've felt during this ordeal?
I wish I could put my finger on it, but I do like this piece. I'll be watching you.
--
Reality is a sound, you have to tune into it not just keep yelling.
~Anne Carson
--
I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread
Along came a choo choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo
And now my monkey\\\'s dead
The primate\\\'s scream of consonance is a reflection
Of his own mind\\\'s dissonance
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