No Matter

It's truly beautiful I love the last part of the poem because of the username you own quite beautiful really,also love that's romantic in a way 5/5

-Bet

Can't believe I missed this on my old account,

this is great, a deserved winner
Glad I caught it this time around

'MarryAnne,

I believe your poetry is one of the most visionary, sentimental arts I have ever stumbled upon. Poignant beginnings that capture one's mind in no time, subtle descriptions, simple language, novel similes and much more at every ending. I feel as though this speak was meant to depict something deep-seated inside of me yet I couldn't portray it with words, simple as yours.

I love the use of 'submissive' when picturing the night and how it felt to me so long and heavy, I believe the night is just a metaphor out there to describe something more real and less faraway. Night can be anything gloomy. And a tone could symbolise a ray of hope or a bunch of memories.
The second stanza is just magic. I could repeat it over and over again and it won't lose its meaning. I could imagine what you have put here. The scorching seats is such a clever simile. I love the vocabulary, only that I feel you could use something more poetic than just 'sat' and 'hard', etc. I like it when I learn new words from poetry, not that I'm telling you to shove long expressions into every line where it's not needed or well-placed, but you could still make the poem more interesting with some risk. I understand that you want to keep it simple in this piece, considering its meaning and soft atmosphere, yet I feel I would've enjoyed it in that way. I wasn't too keen on the 'captured in the greys of a memory' bit. I feel it's not quite a good way to connect the first stanzas with the rest. Anyway, this beauty:

'I wish to combine
days we ran through
secret meadows for us,
on black and white keys
with sunflower's disposition
that speak something of the
new unknown'

It's so rare that I love a statement too much that I can't let go of it but here I do, it made the whole poem for me. The meadows, black and white keys and the sunflower's disposition...and finally the unknown. I'm just speechless. I will only assume you meant that an old memory has been retaken or someone from the past has come back to you by the 'new unknown'. How you connected the past 'meadows, flowers' with the present.

The next stanza is just bitter. What I got from drafting sand-prints, notes swimming in ink (i.e. filled with her words) and the trains a very nostagic image. I love trains and all the subjects you mentioned there, when I see such concrete imagery in a poem, I start to fall in love with it. And I guess I have read your poem for so many times and I'm not over it yet. Seriously captivating.

'prose-like words make
your eyes

indecipherable.'

I'll learn this by heart and keep it on my PC. I could quote it forever.
I feel I'm just rambling here and I only want to let you know how much I loved this.
Also loved the repetition of 'no matter'.

Well-done. (10)

- Judging.

This is utterly beautiful!

I could just sense the nostalgia stitched throughout this whole piece. The opening was just perfect. I really liked your use of "submissive" because I have never thought the night to be that way until I read it in your poem. Now I can totally see it in the stillness of the night.

"I will not sprawl flat 'cross my bed
until
I have thought and thought"
^What a creative way of saying "go to sleep" !

Brilliant poem. Loved it.

I can see why this won:)

Congrats sweet girl, so well deserved!

*hugs*

5/5 Ingrid