City Lights [ASR] it was a night like this (My Entry- The writer's cramp contest April 15th 2017) |
Greetings sindbad ! This is your sixth day port raid as part of you "A Week of Port Raid Package" from "Magical Express Delivery Wagon" gifted to you by your Secret Valentine. May you'll find this review an inspiring and encouraging one. Without much a do, here are the things I found out after reading your offering: Beyond the images, the soundscape is integral to the poem. The initial "heaviness" is echoed in the rain sounds, which later die away. This silence amplifies the internal desolation and disconnects the speaker from the external world. The sudden reference to chanted music from the stars offers a jarring and perhaps delusional source of hope amidst the quiet horror. The physical details of the city ground the reader in reality ("pipes explode," "tall trees"). This makes the psychological and surreal images much more powerful by contrast. For example, the plastic doll on a spring evokes a sense of both mechanical repetition and trapped helplessness that connects directly to the speaker's experience. The focus on the speaker's physical suffering ("the weight of flesh is choking") heightens the poem's intensity. It isn't merely sadness, but an embodied despair that the reader feels sympathetically in their own body. This bodily focus can be jarring yet profoundly humanizing. For readers navigating their own emotional struggles, poems like this can offer a strange comfort. There's validation in knowing someone has verbalized what sometimes feels inexpressible – and survived. This poem is like a scream in the night, an act of release even if it doesn't provide traditional solutions. There's something timeless about the references to blood, sea, and birds on white wings. These tap into deep archetypal ideas about transformation and escape. This hint of a larger mythic pattern offers a strange depth to the despair and reminds us that the feeling, while personal, isn't isolated. Unlike a poem with a clear message, "City Lights" asks the reader to be a co-creator of meaning. Each reader might project slightly different things onto phrases like "cracked bed" or "plastic doll." This active meaning-making is powerful and makes the poem uniquely memorable. Ultimately, this is yet another beautiful and meaningful piece. Thank you for a wonderful read! Keep your creative juices flowing and Write on! Best regards, Gervic My review has been submitted for consideration in "Good Deeds Get CASH!" .
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