What an uplifting and rather lovely little piece. You've quickly managed to create a sympathetic character and make your readers care about what happens to her. The ending was very satisfying. No typos leapt out at me to spoil the flow, this is an excellent short story, I'd recommend that if you aren't already, you'd probably enjoy taking partin the {bitem:item:333655}
A very cool use of the prompt, and an ending that works because it shocks the silent watchers - whoever they might be. This could so easily be developed into a 'Thelma and Louise' style chase with the ladies hopefully coming out the winners.
Brilliantly told. You've made keeping to the prompt a powerful aid as your word choices drive home the humiliation, misery and anger of Nia's situation, and the strength, courage and intelligence in taking that step to free herself.
A subtle yet powerful acknowledgement of the pleasures that sex can afford, specifically from women's perspective. Allusion is made to the fact that sometimes sexual pleasure has been/is seen as inappropriate, 'who fought for the right to ecstasy', but celebrating those who presented the opposing, (an entirely more accurate) point of view. I had to look up Huppert, but she fitted perfectly into you lines. Another very fine poem, one that actually says something important, but does so poetically and perfectly.
I like this a great deal. Your poetry portrays a brief interaction, and whilst the bus sitting observer reveals nothing of themself, we gain a beautifully described glimpse into a somewhat melancholic life. The lady in her green coat's longing to be wanted and found attractive, even to 'the dampest roofer' evokes pity for her. There's the feeling that she tries so hard, and yet is doomed to failure, all this conveyed in a casual almost offhand manner 'speaking of avocados', as though that just triggered a brief memory of someone encountered, noticed, but ultimately unimportant. Excellent poem, and thank you for sharing this.
Your lovely bright springtime sonnet is as uplifting and invigorating as the season you are evoking. The rhyme structure is perfectly adhered to, and though I'm not sure I could say why, my favourite line is 'And spinach sewn down neatly in straight lines.' Perhaps it is because your poem is alive with the activity of planting and this line exemplifies this.
The second line is perhaps the weakest (in my opinion, and as we know everyone has one of those - so please feel free to ignore), I would suggest either 'The trees lift their bare branches...' or perhaps even 'The trees exult, raising their budding branches to...' thus suggesting the excitement of springs return.
However your poem is beautiful just as it is, and certainly meets the prompt that inspired it.
Your poem seems to divide into two, perhaps three parts. In the first part you use wintery imagery to suggest that though outwardly you seem dark and frozen, beneath the ice there is a lot of activity. Perhaps (since the poem does seem to be personal), this is you when someone first gets to know you - reserved, a bit stiff, maybe even a little frosty. But you helpfully remind us that there is more to you than it may at first appear.
Then you describe the stream defrosted and unbound, bursting with energy and creativity. So much creativity - and new ideas that it is perhaps a little scary. You finish by warning that there may not be a safe limit, once knowing you one is along for the ride. Which is just as it should be.
I really enjoyed reading this. Especially I like the way your descriptions conjure up the stream (in both it's states), and almost playfully tell us that you are worth getting to know - even though it may take a while for you to show your full creative personality.
Very intriguing. Gives me the feeling that if I properly understood what is going on her the world would bea stranger place. I do like the fragment of a conversation piece, and this is a compelling example.
An interesting and well thought out piece, that seeks to present both positive and negative sides of the cancel culture phenomenon in a clear, understandable manner. I like the intelligent use of sub headings, spacing and bullet points to break up the large number of points you are making, thus making them accessible rather than off-putting. I was not aware of the history of the term, and it was helpful that you had included this, to help understanding of how the idea had developed. This is an excellent piece of writing.
Maybe I could get the name of the scientific cousin and her professor? Seriously though, I enjoyed this a lot, nice dash of humour to help it along, and a great pace. I very much appreciated the sizing of the font and the spacing, little things that make a story so much more appealing to read that are often forgotten.
My favourite paragraph is the one that begins, 'The agents, lining at my door. The publishers, lining at my agent's door.', ah well, we can all dream can't we.
This is nicely rhymed and I like the touches of humour despite Felix being a furry killing machine. Sharing is just a cat's way of showing love as I'm sure you're already aware. This little poem beautifully captures the essence of kitties and their relationship to those who care for them.
This is an interesting little piece, and I like the concept of a witch sleep-casting. These characters deserve to be given a long piece, so that they could develop.
One small typo, Only if you cone with me ..." should be "Only if you come with me ..." I think.
I think an astrolabe needs slightly more than a glance to be used by the way, but it's a cool alternative to a clock, and so adds to the 'witchy' feel, so it works (apart from pedantic remarks from certain reviewers ).
Hope to see more of Leah and Bridget in the future.
There are of course also C.O.B,s of the female persuasion (Crazy Old Bags), whose stereotypical depiction involves a lot of cats. Suspiciously many of these sound like Terry Jones of Monty Python fam.
What a great concept, I love how you've handled this prompt, and can see why it's a winner. Intriguing that in this story it is Life who is if not the bad guy, then at the very least hardly providing a full picture of what is involved with his offer. I could imagine this as a lead into a longer story, maybe Brad would meet some of the other victims, is everything Life told them true? I think that is what makes this so good, it leaves me as a reader wanting more.
A talented man, but also very lucky to have a poet as a friend, so he is still remembered, and others learn of him and his talents.
I had come across 'canard' before, but couldn't remember exactly what it was, though the context made guessing easy enough before I checked. The first verse is my favourite, and this is a neat and thoughtful little poem.
This is a cute little tale, and I especially love the idea of there being many Chapters/Divisions of the Groundhog Union. Surprising that Chester didn't also take umbrage at the 'Woodchuck' appellation, but he had his priorities right.
You convey your love of bananas very effectively in this short piece. We generally only see one type of banana in the UK supermarkets, though other kinds can be found in smaller shops sometimes. I like making banana bread with over-ripe fruit, and mashing them into porridge makes a wonderful breakfast. Thanks for sharing this lovely insight into this important foodstuff.
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