by Toxico
Death certainly isn't a novel subject for poems, but the way you wrote this makes it seem new. Your description of the withering, shrinking body of the bird in the bush outside your window make the poem strong. However the end of the poem loses momentum. It might be because the first part of your poem uses many descriptive adjectives, but the second part lacks that. I think this poem has a lot of potential and could be reworked into something that is especially striking.
Xtaabay
A beautiful reflection. Death doesn't have to be negative, it is but a portal to the next stage. I would not have minded if this had been a much longer poem, but it is great the way it is, descriptive then reflective in its tone and meaning. Wonderful stuff!
something different and refreshing outlook of death..good job :)
I just found this poem and it's really interesting. I see it's your only poetry submission, but I hope it's not your last. I'm curious to see what else you have to say.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 38,000 poems.
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