Anemone Eyes

Sorry about the double post. :/

As always, the imagery is outstanding and absolutely sensational. Such clear images are evoked from your detailed, yet not overwhelming, descriptions. This poetic element always makes your work stand out and often above others - your skill at words is incredible.

This is a beautiful love poem though I'm unsure if this person you speak of is simply gone as if in the army or other special forces, etc or has passed away. I seem to sway more towards the latter because you seem to write:

'I counted thirteen,
which is one less than last year.'

and the following stanza,

'
I'm afraid that each year it will continue to decrease,
along with my sweet memories of you.'

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These seem to invoke the impression of uncertainty in terms of the measurement of time... it has been years, but how long will you mourn, how long until you forget this person you so dearly loved (which is something you don't want to do, but feel is beginning to happen already). So therefore this expansive passage of time seems to infer death of this beloved person.

Also with the line:

'Sometimes, I swear its you.'

^^ This makes me feel like you are being haunted (in a good way!!) by your beloved's lost spirit, he is still around because he loves you but it won't be the same, because he has passed.

Along with the visual description you write, you also tell the a story with a beginning, middle and perhaps even an end, though it is inferred (as stated above). The beginning seems to appear towards the end when you state:

'My garden is full of various flowers I planted throughout the years,
roses, coral bells, chrysanthemums...
but the anemones are the only ones you planted -
just for me.'

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With this stanza you also tell the middle of the story, what has happened over the years which continues to the following stanza.
I like the fact that the story is not simply structured which gives it greater effect and more emotional impact. It is apparent from the beginning that it is a sad love story, but as to why that is isn't told until later in the poem. Very clever.

Your word choice was elegant and beautiful and very effective in its use and arrangement. As with your structure, this has played an immense role in emotional impact and the overall story-telling element of the poem.

I like the use of the garden as a somewhat subtle metaphor for the love you shared. It began from something small and sweet and grew over the years, but your favourite, your one and only, seems to be dying off and/or missing its spark in recent years... An incredibly insightful perspective here, Hannah!

I also like the description of your beloved. Simple and short yet impactful and therefore very effective.

Overall,
I love your writing. You always blow me away with your talent for words and this poem is no exception. Keep the club challenges coming because the inspiration works wonders, it truly does!

Five/Five

Ugh....just freakin epic!

Hannah you got some crazy good shizzle in there, just puuurrrrrrrfect!!!

I honestly have to apologize for not reading this one earlier, I don't know how I missed it!

I always love pieces that incorporate flowers in them, and you managed to pick the correct ones to tell your story. I loved the use of white Anemone to indicate the resemblance to someones eyes. I have to admit that I googles it to see exactly the shade of blue you mentioned. And wow, I just love it!

Epically written, as always :)

Very nice! One of my faves for sure!

5/5