03-11-2018, 04:28 PM
hi Winterloc.
I quite enjoyed the ideas in this piece. My biggest discomfort was the font size - making it difficult to read.
I'll attempt some crit in the body of the work.
regards,
Frank
I quite enjoyed the ideas in this piece. My biggest discomfort was the font size - making it difficult to read.
I'll attempt some crit in the body of the work.
(03-08-2018, 12:04 PM)Winterloc Wrote: At deepest functioningThank you for the opportunity to throw in a few thoughts.
she was as chemist. 'As chemist works for me.
Eliciting substances
from a level soul
pouring fractionated hazards,
one into another.
Cautious. Calculated,
yet treating her environment as irrelevant. Dismissal of the unimportant!
The reaction
may very well implode her life. Chemical/emotional - either and both
Yet may create a new formula for being,
new cures her ego didn't know she needed.
She's pained by self-fulfilling prophecy; I wonder about perhaps 'she is' here. There is a level of formality implied for me in discussion of alchemy that doesn't gain from the abbreviation.
obviously ignorant to alchemy of the soul.
Her clamoring minds hypothesis Does 'minds' need an apostrophe? looks a little odd. I wonder if this should be joined to the preceding as 'and her ...'?
may be proved wrong.
She herself causes the chaotic combustion,
producing the finite conditions
her subconcious knows she needs. typo - subconscious
To see, unbiased without presumption.
To learn, to not give her vials away.
Even if Sentence structure seems to go a little awry here. reads as if there is a stop too many.
her basic conclusions are never the same
and her plans were a waste. This seems a bit negative in context of the grand adventure. The plans may not work, but surely that doesn't render them a'waste'?
Over and over again
her chemicals will react
until homogeny descends -
soul allowing mind in.
The product of learning lifes toughest lessons, Punctuation with 'lifes'?
coming to know them well.
Humbly holding them as something volatile, but dear.
Finally burning to abstraction
her extracted ego and fear. Inadvertent rhyme? dear and fear? It clangs a bit and I'd perhaps change one.
She observes with shame at her side
thankfully, now apart from her souls pulling tide. Rhyme again. This section doesn't hold together as well, for me, as the earlier sections.
Only then can she be taught
what she needed to learn the most
and lend a moment of accomplishment
to her ever conspiring soul. My radical suggestion is that you could afford to lose these last 2 s. They don't do much for what is a good and interesting read otherwise. Feels like it might be trying to achieve a little more than is needed
regards,
Frank

