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An ode to a wail is what you’ll find If you decide to take the road that leads through my continent. A hymn for cries so abrasive and sacred Will shake the holy ground underneath your feet. Strange and dark wonders will greet your eyes While you taste the euphoria laced with myrrh that hangs in the air. But first you must fall through a mirror And feel all the pain Of a twin sister who sees all But refuses to assuage the wounds. A ritual dance with your shadow Must be performed in front of all my people. It is a dance most rhythmic and raw That cuts with the ferocity of a dagger Newly hewn from graphite and steel. If your stamina carries you And you outlast your shadow Then you will be rewarded with the key to my promised land. But before you can enter You must give your innocence to the masked man Who stands guard at the door. |
This is powerful even if oblique. I think you are talking about the epiphanal pain that makes us become who we are - possibly abuse. While the density of this poem is one of its strengths I would suggest breaking it up so we can really savour the images within it. I would suggest you put a verse break after lines 6, 10, 15 and 21, a break after line 24 might also work. I like the biblical and fairytale allusions in this, they become defamilairised in this new landscape and this makes them haunting. 'A hymn for cries so abrasive and sacred/Will shake the holy ground underneath your feet' is a really strong section. A ritual dance with your shadow Must be performed in front of all my people. It is a dance most rhythmic and raw That cuts with the ferocity of a dagger Newly hewn from graphite and steel is also strong. There are many archaisms here - 'a dance most' and 'newly hewn' but they fit the voice perfectly. I think this is the language you should use. The 'feel all the pain' and 'who sees all' are clichés. I barely remember the Bible but I think there are many metaphors for 'all-seeing' there. The final verse is haunting. The reader is left wondering who the man at the door who takes your innocence is? Great write. | Posted on 2005-02-21 00:00:00 | by Speacenik | [ Reply to This ] | |