06-26-2013, 01:11 PM
(06-24-2013, 06:25 AM)milo Wrote:Thank you so much for your constructive feedback! I will keep working on it.(06-24-2013, 05:33 AM)cotidiano Wrote: My intended goal is listed after the poem so that you may form your own interpretation before I put ideas in your head. I'm most curious about what you believe the poem is about before reading the background on it. In addition, please note which stanza you feel is the weakest and how it can be improved.I think you have a great start on a nice concept. It still feels "drafty" but there is plenty of obvious strength here.
well, I didn't know what it was on the first read though I felt it was a doddering old man sinking into old age. I usually read a poem about 10 times before I comment, but I got to the end and read your explanation so who knows if I would have been able to figure it out.
The Descent
“Let me tell you the story of Old Tuscaloosa.”
Sitting on the porch, the wizened man rambled,
Reciting tales of colonization, abdication, integration--
The gravitation of a Southern Belle in blue lace.
parts of this are pretty good. "wizened" should probably go. I would seriously consider replacing "colonization, abdication and integration" too
Nowadays, things disappear and then re-materialize
In the couch, the dishwasher, the pots of forget-me-nots;
Abandoned books scatter across the floor, the porch, the lawn.
“Let me tell you the story of Old Tuscaloosa.”
most of this stanza is excellent. I particularly love the introduction of "forget-me-nots", it is one of those obvious choices that comes across as /perfect/. "Nowadays" has to go of course, but I am assuming this is a draft and you would have caught it anyways.
Names would also become...lost.
Today is...yesterday and yesterday...tomorrow.
Sitting on the porch, the...wizened...man rambled,
Reciting...tales...of...
you are losing some of the poetry here. I understand the intent with all of the elipses but in poetry they are annoying. You have changed tenses with "would" and not in a good way.
“Let me tell you the story of Old Tuscaloosa.”
But the words morph into an unrecognizable clot--
Resentment usurps fondness,
Confusion chokes reason.
you are relying way more on abstraction in this section - "resentment, fondness, confusion, reason" and as a result it is way less enjoyable to read
“Where is Mary Anne?
Isn’t it her birthday today?
Why don’t we throw a little party?
Son, why are you crying?”
I am back and forth on this section - on the one hand, it gets you r message across quite clearly and efficiently without "telling" although it does come across a bit prosey.
Waking up to a wet, familiar stench
In a homely room that is not home.
Finding a place where soft, comforting words
Tend to wander and become lost.
you could probably trim "tend". Did your want "homey" or "homely"? With soft you don't need comforting or vice-versa
Faces blending, blurring,
Melting into hazy watercolor figures.
Senses decaying, dissolving,
Vanishing into nothingness.
"too many "-ings" here. consider:
Faces blend and blur
melt into watercolors
senses decay and dissolve
vanishing.
says the same thing but much stronger.
“Let me tell you the story of Old Tuscaloosa.”
nice close
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This poem is intended to outline the seven stages of Alzheimer's (http://www.alz.org/alzheimers_disease_st...eimers.asp). A son is watching is father "descend" into madness, and each stanza represents one of the seven stages in some way. I wanted every section to have its own "quirk" or pattern (such as ellipses or questions). One of the symptoms of Alzheimer's is repeating the same stories over and over (hence the repetition of the first line throughout).
The last line is intended to be said by the son, who continues his father's legacy by reciting the story he used to tell. Please let me know how I can improve this piece.
Thanks for posting.
Good luck!
milo

