What an amazing poem you have from this image..
It is a powerful poem even the title, so turbulent ...
As if man and nature are going against the other in a way..
but then talking of human nature for many as in this verse:
Playing games with his life
His wife: human strife
That he cuts with a knife
As he walks upon others
To adulter their Mothers.
I can only say it is a powerful well written poem and take on this image.
I read True's and in comparison I see how men and women think so differently on many things .. even an image..
This is a powerful poem. It reminds me of a book I read by a German writer....I forgot his name but in the book the Maelstrom was a thing, an entity almost like the power collected itself into a one form. It reminds me a lot of how you worded this too because the Maelstrom was created to become a sort of creator. I know I probably just explained it horribly, but the poem was great!
The essence of Man:
2/3 water, 1/3 plan
One part possession, two parts famine
This is brilliant, especially when used with the mirror lines of the first stanza,
It's very good, but I get the feeling it's almost tugging in two directions, perhaps a more clear break? But then, it reflects the world more aptly when left to tumble and fall from what comes before.
Nice work, enjoyed the read :) some powerful ideas discussed.
For Time is a weapon
The elements’ ram
That batters the fortress
Of self-made Man
Eternity outlives endurance.
I feel like there are shades of John Donne in that. It's echoing back to me from years ago, so I don't know precisely what I mean when I say that except that, if there is a little screen between us and the metaphysicals and the after- and other-world that they seemed to access with an ease borne of deep contemplation, then i think the multi-layered majesty of this stanza fits through a tear in that screen - which is an exalted, though secret and deeply felt, place for it to be.
(lol, i've decided to join the crowd!) haha, great poem, i am not disappointed! i like the way you've formatted the poem, the top half focusing on nature and the bottom half focusing on man -- the stanzas almost mirror each other (feed off of one another even), which definitely seems to support what you're saying about both man and nature being a crazy, unstoppable force, each in their own special, screwy way :) ... i love how you ended each half with the same stanza ('but always the winner/aimless in victory/blindness of function, etc...'), leaving the reader wondering who is the real 'maelstrom' here, man or nature? -- which one, really, is worse? ...so, extra points for you for not being afraid to tackle one of those BIG QUESTIONS... after all, why do we need *another* dinky poem about love? :P ...okay, hmmm, what else? though i think this poem has a rather grand, philosophical tone to it (which could bog down any poem and make it boring), i like all the action i see here ('impetous wrecking', 'cuts with a knife', etc), which seems to counteract that and make everything more dynamic and fun (hey, if the movies taught us anything, it's violence is entertaining! :D). i also must agree with cattie rain and say 'maelstrom' is a fantastic word, and i really should use it more often in everyday conversation lol... um, i also like the line 'god is a problem/that he will work out' -- i'm not sure why i like it so much, but i think it's because i'm a science major; on some days i just feel *so* surrounded by all these single-minded, logical people, who i bet secretly think things like that lol... okay, i've rambled enough now (8 points!), so great poem and good job! :)
I loved this poem. From What Ii understand is that man will always try to better nature, but nature "always the winner" and "Aimless in victory" which I think means that for nature, a victory against man is nothing, but if man were to win against nature it would be something.
Well done on this one. I like the description of time and nature as time. How the elements do the destructive work of time. "Eternity outlives endurance". This is a simple truth and Imo truth is what differentiates good writing from bad. This is good.
As I reread this i really felt the rhythm. this could be lyrics for a song or a rap.
WE BREAK ACROSS THESE TRAM LINES I DRAW
by Haz
I draw them with lines of reflections through their steps
enough space between them
for your space.. more..