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Tuesday, April 19, 2005
Raking Out The Garden
In my wake where the clumps of matted leaves had been, titmice flit and tear earthworms from the dirt.
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This one is really promising. The images resonate, and the specificity of the titmouse is just right. I like how in the wake of the speaker's work is death/murder.
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I think the 4th line could be stronger. I'm not so taken with "steal," which seems too pejorative. The word can certainly be violent ("yank"), but "steal" has a moral dimension that I don't think this poem needs or wants. I also don't like ending the line with the flat "from the"--perhaps the easiest solution is to cut the "the" and add a syllable to line four, have it end with "from." << Home This blog features my original poetry and is a companion site to www.cinquain.org.
Aaron Toleos aaron@toleos.com
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