Your face

[brynmawr1]

Your face

You have a face like this:        The transition from L1 to L2 to L3 reads a little awkward to me.  Maybe it's the repetition of face in the L2?
A face with everything in it,
like a postage stamp of the first
woman who loved storms       Not sure what it really means but like the idea of it
a mirage where men die alone
and see you last, your face      I am tempted, here, to cut 'your face' and start next line with 'a face like a toy...'  mostly cause S1 suggests this is going to be more of a list poem than it is.
is like a toy that spins so fast
there is pain and joy and again    one could argue against the repetition of 'again' but I like the carefree looseness of it.
and again. A gay blotto.   You're using 'blotto' as a noun, no?  Not sure what to make of that.

You are agile, and kind, and severe.   and then the turn

And I am a goose, yes,
I am, I am
a goose yes yes
I am a goose          again, like the carefree feel but I don't think it works quite as well...

cracker beak
mean
on your
your soft hands.     I like the ending, very image driven for me.

Hi Crow,

Overall, I like this.  It travels for me in an unexpected but not unfulfilling direction.  There are some punctuation issues in S1 that might help some flow as the line breaks aren't really for enjambment but more meter as far as I can tell(but I'm no expert).  Thanks for posting.
Take care,
bryn