Eric

Eric

A Poem by Lori Mack

Eric

Yesterday I was looking through my contacts
And I saw your name.
I immediately close it.
I didnt want to be reminded of the pain.
Yesterday I was looking through my photos
And there you were.
I immediately closed it.
I didn't want to cry again.
Today I was looking through my contacts
And seen your name and Goggles and Reggie's.
I was reminded of the pain.
Today I went through my photos
Only to see pictures of all 3 of you.
And I cried again.

I miss you my friend...

L. Mack
4-22-22

© 2022 Lori Mack


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It is hard losing someone we love. The best advice I can give you is don't hide from the pain. Because on the flip side of it is all the memories you love ❤️

Posted 2 Years Ago


Lori Mack

2 Years Ago

Thank you. Your right about that.
• Yesterday I was looking through my contacts And I saw your name.

Yeah, it's been a while, but I... Wait, who are you, and why do you have my name in your address book?

• I immediately close it.

My name? You closed my name? Not what you intended, but it is what you told the reader. Will the reader understand? Sure, but they will stop and wonder when they should keep reading. Edit, edit, edit.

• I didnt want to be reminded of the pain.

Pain? What pain? What in the pluperfect hells are you talking about? How did I hurt you...and when?

My point? Poetry isn't the author talking to the reader about things meaningful only to the author and someone not introduced. Your reader wants the words to be meaningful to them as-they-read. They don't care that you're upset about someone. And there is no second, first impression. Readers want you to make them care and feel. So we don't say, "I cried at my son's funeral, we work to make the reader have reason to weep. Unless there's emotional content for-the-reader, from start to finish, they will turn away.

Nonfiction, the kind of writing we learned in school as they trained us in the skills employers need, works great for essay and reports, but not at all for fiction or poetry, because it's dispassionate and told from the outside in. Someone we can't hear is talking to us in a voice that contains only the emotion that punctuation suggests (and that's seen AFTER the line is read). And, the words mean what they suggest to each reader, based on their life-experience, because the reader has no access to your intent.

So while you write from your chair, you need to edit from that of the reader, who lacks any context you supply.

Poetry is a field that has been under development for centuries. And we learn none of it in our school-days. So do do a bit of digging into the techniques and tricks. It can make a huge difference.

The Shmoop site is a great resource, When you get there, select student, and then use the button to the left of the midpage search window to select Poetry. They have lots of successful and noteworthy poems there, analyzed in great detail, to show why and how they worked so well.

Remember, as Wilson Mizner observed, “If you steal from one author it’s plagiarism; if you steal from many it’s research.” So do a bit of research.

Jay Greenstein
https://jaygreenstein.wordpress.com/category/the-craft-of-writing/the-grumpy-old-writing-coach/



Posted 2 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lori Mack

2 Years Ago

Thank you. I really appreciate that.
JayG

2 Years Ago

•Ok it's a letter to my friend that died. That's why it's starts out with
Eric,

read more
Lori Mack

2 Years Ago

JayG if you do not care for my work you do not have to read it.

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Lori Mack
Lori Mack

Oroville, CA



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