"Dear Prudence"

"Dear Prudence"

A Poem by Jessica Gillitzer
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My father and mine's relationship, it's hard to explain...

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"Dear Prudence, won’t you come out to play, greet the brand new day, the sun is up, the sky is blue, it’s beautiful and so are you"

I often think back on how my father spoke of me
He chose words like Dandelion and Sunflower when others were around
The the door would close, shades pull down.

His slurs would bend and break me, 
his eyes burned with a deep hate for me.

I like to consider the times my father held me
Stroking my hair and singing old Beatles songs softly off keys to me
Then he'd pick a bottle, sit with a favorite shot glass full.

His hands would grasp the hair he had used to caress me into sleep,
his hand scorching the side of her face.

I dream of nights spent awake for hours talking about anything, almost
Words shared between banana cream pie or our family car and the front door
Then time passed and I went away, you grew sick and faded out, and then...

I thought the song was over, no more pain and anguish for us...
But I still hear your favorite Beatles songs.

© 2016 Jessica Gillitzer


Author's Note

Jessica Gillitzer
This is personal for me yes but please give me an honest read and criticism, it is the only way I get any better. Thanks alot.

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It's a great piece, very haunting. A few bits and bobs need proof reading
-Beatles*
-Hear* ( in the last line)
and a few others.
It's a truly deep poem, I found the two first versus very striking, harrowing and beautiful all at the same time.
I look forward to reading some more of your poetry

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Jessica Gillitzer

11 Years Ago

Thank you I am gonna work on fixing any problems tonight when i have more time to work on it. Was th.. read more



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TLK
While this is personal, this is still only the seed of a great poem as there are some mistakes that need correcting. I can also think of ideas of how to rewrite this smoother. I've read your author's note and I think this is what you're telling me you want.

MISTAKES: "me me" repeated in line 4.
"Beattles".The use of 'favourite shot glass filling' doesn't make sense to me, I think because it is both passive voice and the wrong tense.
"the side of her face" is a switch from first- to third- person.
Last line: "*hear* Beatles songs".
two spaces in "cream pie__or the car"

Arguably "burned of hate" is (I think) grammatically incorrect, but I don't know if this reflects a personal or local habit of speech.


QUIBBLES: "and then..." is a weak way to end any stanza, but especially a stanza with such emotional power. "Shades pull down" is a very strong action to end the stanza, bringing in darkness and difference.
A few too many ellipses. These function to show that sentences are unfinished/trailing off, but I think you already show that there is a lot left unsaid with the tone and shape of the poem. On this one I would say 'try to trust the reader to realise this for themselves'.
"Sixty minutes or so ago" is too direct to fit into this poem. You are writing about someone glancing off memories and making only fleeting contact. In comparison, these words are stolid and too based in reality. How about "a hundred whispered love songs ago," or something? Measuring time in this way keeps us grounded in the memories of one person relating themselves to another person, and I think would really strengthen the switch from loving to harmful.



IDEAS:
How about if you interspersed the Beatles lyrics throughout your poem? You could have them in italics to indicate that they are not your own. This would show the fragments of your thoughts/memories/feelings. It would also lead to a great payoff at the end, with you literally still hearing the songs.
Go for more poetic imagery. "Giving kind words" is obvious, but what about the imagery and metaphors? Perhaps these kind words were growing up to be princesses, perhaps they lovingly put you to bed. More actions here would indicate the potential tenderness of the father figure.



Personal interest:
As the son of an alcoholic, I am also wondering about the interpersonal change as he started to fill his shot glass. However, I don't think this would fit here, due to the way the poem is destined to end.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Jessica Gillitzer

11 Years Ago

This was all very helpful for me, thanks alot. I was hoping you might condense it down a bit and may.. read more
Jessica Gillitzer

11 Years Ago

N/M I am working on it the way you have it here, thanks again.
Wow this is excellent,
You do a great job at conveying how you both love and maybe hate your father, this is quite a nice piece you have here. You use very strong yet delicate descriptions. The Beattles song at the end is ever so haunting in your ending. I noticed something that might be a typo, I refrain as I feel this might be too personal a piece for me to just throw it out there. I look forward to more of your work.
Sincerely
Christopher
P.s. I have a friend you might like to check out her name is Jupiter in my friends list, she has a piece I believe called "The Night Flower" I think you might like. You should check it out.

Posted 11 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Jessica Gillitzer

11 Years Ago

i'm glad you enjoyed it. I try, i went and checked out Jupiter's piece. it was great. what typo was .. read more
unsavable_soul

11 Years Ago

It has already been covered. I tend to meander along too often, my apologies. I look forward to more.. read more
Very good write of a very hard subject to look back on....this flows nicely and other than a few misspelled words you did well with this :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Jessica Gillitzer

11 Years Ago

Thanks alot I can't tell you how much this means to me, everyone here is so helpful I need that.
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larryb

11 Years Ago

I helped cause i love the Beatles a lot lol
Jessica Gillitzer

11 Years Ago

Yeah me too.
Lovely stuff I really enjoyed the emotion you put within this piece! Keep at it lady :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Jessica Gillitzer

11 Years Ago

Thanks I will. I go by Jessie in case you're curious. Have you been here a while?
Not sure if .. read more
Luke L

11 Years Ago

alrighty Jessie it is :p. I'm Luke nice to meet you. I just started on here tonight actually. Honest.. read more
Jessica Gillitzer

11 Years Ago

Excellent, I've got a friend. Were new together. i like the way you put it here. It's what you make .. read more

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Writing when ever I can. As much as I can. I read and love writing poetry, it is ever so helpful for my issues. I've done photography and got into some modeling here and there for a while, I'm 2.. more..

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