Curbs

[billy]

This is the poem I'd like to stick with.
Your impression?


Curbs are caught
between two homes
Made referees of street
And stone
A cunning concrete crocodile
(Jagged teeth
Jawed into smile)
Swimming a
Suburban Nile
Guiding sidewalks
And automobiles

Separation
Isn’t more than this
A simple rift
Of rock
Or subtle split
Petrified into position
A quiet, low, and long
Division

L4 doesn't work for me, sounds forced, out of place

nor does quiet in L7 (i never thought of roads as quiet)

i'd add L3 to L2, thereby getting rid of Of over Or (it looks a bit nasty )

i enjoyed the read. good original images as well as other poetical devices.

maybe a bit of work on the enjambment. all in all a good read, thanks larry