Yesterday, 02:32 PM
(Yesterday, 11:48 AM)brynmawr1 Wrote: edit postedGood edits. Like it better than before. Still feels a bit flat to me, I'm afraid. Still mostly just "nice" despite my efforts to mine more depth of feeling.
Think it should be shorter or considerably different and perhaps a bit longer. Needs either an injection of complicating sensibility, or to be trimmed of cruft and distilled for intensity of feeling. I can see this working out in final form as one of those WCW style "shot of moment" things:
The Nightingales
by William Carlos Williams
My shoes as I lean
unlacing them
stand out upon
flat worsted flowers
under my feet.
Nimbly the shadows
of my fingers play
unlacing
over shoes and flowers.
after 25 years
when one stirs, the other
murmurs
in her half-awake voice
and you turn
your face in her hair
is it the shampoo or
Antonio’s Flowers?
that perfume
makes you think of nothing
but blue eyes, how she held you
in that first gaze just a little
too long, and that unexpected laugh
when your mother
and her favorite doll
shared a name. you say it
to the back of her head,
to the sound of even breathing
bodies
two peninsulas separated
by a sea of pets
--
for instance, I find something like this much more suggestive and impactful

