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Poetry critique and revision
Seeing how we have topics to share our writing, lets try critiquing our poetry. If we can take something pretty and make it beautiful, something sad and make it tragic, something obscure and make it lucid we'll have made the world a better place.


Here is a poem I wrote, please don't pull your punches.


Dreaming heavy dreams of Atropos, flashing silver reminders
of the curse her fair form holds;
To choose the thread that at that time must end.
Still she sighs for at the end of all
standing with an empty hand,
and empty heart; without a friend.

At her feet the tapestry lies
tatters and rags woven with lives
so with her ancient duty done
The Aeons passed by in blur
her heavy dreams are softer now
she wakes gently to the sun.
Bother. I'm sorry, Aaron! I did your critique in a new topic, subtopic to the Poetry Games, that I simply called Poetry Critique. I should have read your post more carefully and seen that you were planning to start a new topic yourself. What do you want me to do now? Should I leave things as they are or try to scrap the topic I started and repost here?

In response to euphrosune
I didn't know you could do that, well I posted a reply in the topic you started so let's keep it going. No need to go through too much trouble.
Well, let's not waste this topic. I'll put in a poem that needs critique. I'm worried that the two voices in this poem won't be clearly distinguished. Let me know if it works for you, or is a confused jumble. One other specific question I had was about the title. I am rotten at titles. This one is trying to clue the reader into the voices and the fact that the parentheses hold the professor's thoughts/voice. But I'm not sure it works. The other title I had thought of for the poem was more simple:  teaching anzaldua.  Which do you prefer and why?

Then, of course, let me know anything else you can think of that would make this a better, more powerful, poem. And thank you!

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challenging the (prof)

this book makes me really mad
let me tell you
as a white male
i get sick and tired of being blamed
blamed for this and
blamed for that
and let me tell you
            (you’re telling me, you’re telling me, alright already!)
i never hurt anyone and i’m not prejudiced
            (i know…..you’re going to tell me about your best friend now
            the one who’s hispanic or black or gay or something else you can brag about)
so i wanna know
why are you making us read this damn book?
i wanna know
i get so sick of it
you know they make us take a class in racism at this university?
did you know that?
racism!
i’m not racist.
why do i have to sit there listening to that
            (and why do I have to sit HERE listening to YOU…)

             but no……i say:
                “let’s listen to each other…
                we won’t always agree, we may even violently disagree
                but we need to hear each other out.”

            silence. he stares at me. stares at the offending book
                the book written by a chicana, woman, lesbian
                everything that he isn’t
                everything that offends him
            and i wonder, can he hear her voice? will he read?
           
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