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Poetry / lake louise (Analysis)
Emerald Blue My memory says
With growing frost confused as snow
Upon a lake transformed to glass
Danced with toepick boots
My Azure Nymph
And What a dizzy look we shared
Holding mittens
As White crowned Kings
Encircled us with laughter
But alas from rainless, groundless lands
Heritage eyes betray the glamour
For nothing as I am
Could enter the families gather
And so bittersweet is the tear
That stains emerald blue
Dancing
On my heart
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emerald blue is an interesting description, considering the context of the poem being a lake – I gather that the shade is that color water tends to trick us with between green and blue. of course here, we’re in snow and the emerald blue would the be the tear drop. I’m not sure the family reference and it could be my lack of skill or what not but I get a Capulet sense from the family reference that somehow, one is not good enough? I do not measure to know.
As for criticism, there are capital letters in place that do not need capitilization, I think it takes from a poem to randomly emphasis words that need none.
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I guess all your memnorable azures and emerald blues reflect back to the lake, and I love your frosty descriptions. Thus said I cannot pretend to have grasped the concept behind your meaning/deapth here. I would need commentary or picture here to aid my thought I believe. Keep at it, am sure the right words will come with time.
This was so powerful and beautifully written. I can’t stop getting chills everytime i read the last few lines. Loved it!
This sounds so beautiful, but there are things that I can’t identify with. What does “Heritage eyes betray the glamour” mean? You lose me right about there. I know that poetry is personal, but in order for it to be enjoyed by another, there has to be some room for the reader to identify with the topic, even if it is different than the writer intends. I love the first half of the poem and I think you have a fluid and lyrical flow to this piece.
i like it. has a very good flow throughout. and nice theme.
it had a nice feel, cool as the waters. the emerald blue is an amazing opener, i think.
as for the actual writing, use a bit more of these things
,.;’?!
those held writing.
all in all
quite well, my friend
Again, a very nice piece of Imagery. Leaves a sense of longing and sadness, and is a nice piece of free verse.
Have visions of being in a cabin by the lake. Reminds me of some of Robert Frost’s poetry. Some sentences may be divided up a little more to make the poem flow better.
This is the essence of Spenserian poetic verse. You capture an of a frozen lake, and a distant, cold or departed love with ease. if you feel their is more imagery attached to this one that will further illuminate your work push one. I think you should capitalize Emerald Blue in line 15 good work
One of the few love poems I’ve read on Urbis that I really like. Your metaphors are perfect, especially “White crowned Kings,” representing snowy mountains.
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