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- From: jww@evolving.com (John W. Woolley)
- Newsgroups: rec.arts.poems
- Subject: Re: Mortal
- Message-ID: <1992Dec23.192006.21185@evolving.com>
- Date: 23 Dec 92 19:20:06 GMT
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- First, my apologies if this appears to you as a repost. I think my
- newsposter fouled it up the first few times (!), and anyway Kateri
- says she didn't see it. Criticisms of my criticism welcome.
-
- Read the poem again, folks:
-
- moh2@quads.uchicago.edu (Kateri/Mary Anne) writes:
- : Mortal
- : (Another Tale of True Thomas)
- :
- : In my British cousin's attic, in her creaking wooden house,
- : A chest that held a tapestry, dulled with dust and age.
- : And near it lay torn pages, edges nibbled by a mouse,
- : We sat and read together, grimy thumbprints on each page.
- :
- : The pages told a story, scribbled in a shaking hand,
- : Of a human man named Thomas, and a lady all in green,
- : How he met her at a crossroads, and followed to her land.
- : The pages told the story of the tapestry we'd seen.
- :
- : He wore swirling rags of color and a harper's cape of blue.
- : His hand was in the lady's, harp of silver at his side;
- : But a curse was laid upon him; every word he spoke was true--
- : His reward for kisses stolen; curse a harper could not hide.
- :
- : Mortal weaving can't do justice to the beauty of the fey,
- : Her glory rivaled beauty of sunset or sunrise,
- : But we held hands and shivered on that cold December day,
- : For the weaver had caught perfectly the terror in his eyes.
-
- Wow, really good ending. I shivered, too. Good poem!
-
- You do good stuff with assonance and alliteration, especially in the
- first stanza -- "dulled with dust". "age"/"pages"/"edges" is fine.
-
- Might I suggest (humbly, hesitatingly) that you leave out the word
- "that" in line 2 (making the sentence gramatically complete, and
- adding some rhythmic irregularity) and the word "human" in line 6
- (unless it's for some reason important to you). And maybe "lay" in
- line 3.
-
- There are two half-lines that strike me as clumsy, the second halves
- of lines 4 and 7, but I don't know what to do about them. Line 8
- repeats line 5 too closely, I think. Maybe "Their story was the story ..."
-
- The third stanza needs some rhythmic variation. Are you sure about
- "harp of silver"? Wouldn't it be awfully heavy? And the tone --
- does anyone make metal harps? Maybe you mean silver inlay.
-
- "Can't do justice to the beauty" is, maybe, a trifle cliche-ish.
- Try something like "Mortal weaving couldn't catch the wild beauty of
- the fey"? And there's maybe a confusion of thought here -- lines 13
- and 14 seem to contradict each other. If the tapestry couldn't
- express her beauty's glory, why do you follow with a comment on her
- beauty that seems to be a description of the tapestry? I think you
- need something more like:
- Mortal weaving couldn't catch the wild beauty of the fey,
- Couldn't blaze like the setting sun or dazzle like its rise.
-
- Kateri, pray don't abandon this one. It's worth extra work.
- --
- Fr. John Woolley (jww@evolving.com); vastly enthusiastic about Augustine,
- Austen, babies, Bach, backgammon, baseball, beer, the Bible, Botticelli, Burke,
- Chesterton, Dante, Dixieland, hardboiled, Hitchcock, Dr Johnson, Latin, Mozart,
- Shakespeare/de Vere, St Teresa, Tolkien, Trollope, Fats Waller, and Washington
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