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Another complete winner from you. You sure harness your anger well; I have to say that I am surprised you can release so much. Your first lines are such a precise, succinct way of stating the reason for, I imagine, so many suicides. I can’t begin to imagine how many people have at least felt that way, and how many have acted upon it. Since you obviously haven’t done it to yourself, I don’t know how you found a way to feel it, but there it is.
The break after the fourth line into the next stanza seems sort of out of place, since you rhyme “bodies” with “obituaries”. Obviously, given the rest of the structure, combining the first two stanzas wouldn’t work, so I can’t really make a suggestion. “Or pointed out by a friend” seems underpowered to me somehow. It fits, it keeps the feeling, but it lacks the “punch” you’ve set up. But that’s just nitpickery. Your third stanza is amazingly powerful and fresh. You are a great writer for that quality alone: there is so much feeling here, you could be saying something that’s been said a thousand times before and make it seem new as this oncoming spring. Just terrific, original phrasing. The comma in the last line there may not be necessary.
Then you weave in an obituary and, wonder of wonders, it WORKS. You don’t need a set-up other than the quotes and a mention in the second stanza, and it transitions seamlessly. I love that you don’t sink into excess like a lot of writers tend to do: They’re (myself included, oftentimes) so out to prove themselves, but you show admirable restraint, and just let your stuff float out of you.
And the obit itself keeps your cynicism, “preceded by…” is just excellent. It’s still you there. I can’t make a single suggestion to improve the rest of the poem. “Every time you look at yourself…”—I just…words won’t do. Haha. And your final two lines, back as the narrator, are an excellent way to end it. So cold and bitter and still cynical. You are one of my favorite writers, and I am glad to have encountered your work. There’s almost nothing that needs to be done here. Even my suggestions are to be taken with a grain of salt, save for removal of that comma.
You capture an angst and anger that, I must admit, I wouldn’t have expected from a 41-year-old woman and mother. I don’t mean that to offend in any way, so I hope it doesn’t. It makes me wonder how many women feel this same way, since I, as a man, can never really know. Even if this isn’t autobiographical, you tell it with all the grit and closeness as if it were. Just breathtaking work. Sorry I can’t be of more critical help.