some good here, some bad. i have my first classes (of the year) in an hour and a half, so i'll be brief.
"blue and red sky"
love this quite a lot... this whole first stanza is something right out of the novel i'm writing right now... stopping time to begin again, that line especially.
correction:
And out comes the animal.
That first question takes the mood away, i'd say re-write. as a matter of fact, that beautiful first stanza turns into something completely different, completely irrelevant. this feels more like 2 poems, one that deals with philosophy and external concerns, and then the narrator gets whiney and starts talking about themself.
"I am not only dazed and confused"
I am not only... which means you are more than just "dazed and confused".
but:
"But just lonely"
you say "I am not only gay, but just happy"
you contradict yourself in these last two lines by saying i am not only this and this, but i am only this.
delete that second stanza. it pales in comparison to the first.
i'll keep looking around your poetry, this is the first i saw.
some good here, some bad. i have my first classes (of the year) in an hour and a half, so i'll be brief.
"blue and red sky"
love this quite a lot... this whole first stanza is something right out of the novel i'm writing right now... stopping time to begin again, that line especially.
correction:
And out comes the animal.
That first question takes the mood away, i'd say re-write. as a matter of fact, that beautiful first stanza turns into something completely different, completely irrelevant. this feels more like 2 poems, one that deals with philosophy and external concerns, and then the narrator gets whiney and starts talking about themself.
"I am not only dazed and confused"
I am not only... which means you are more than just "dazed and confused".
but:
"But just lonely"
you say "I am not only gay, but just happy"
you contradict yourself in these last two lines by saying i am not only this and this, but i am only this.
delete that second stanza. it pales in comparison to the first.
i'll keep looking around your poetry, this is the first i saw.
It takes little to inspire me. When something beautiful captures my eye I simply enjoy the moment, because it's too important to try and capture more..