Hi, all!
Such an exciting week for poetry! Steph has her first front page win with her piece, "Things to tell my 18-year-old self", that is brimming with wisdom, pain and an important message of self-love. Next is Jamie's piece "Weary", a haunting piece speaking of one's demons, remembering another and mourning perhaps what was simpler times, where there wasn't such a tangible heaviness to life. And finally, three poems had 10 points this week, highlighted was Dagmar's "Various Results", Daniel's "Two Footprints in the Sand", and POTP's "Bassie". We had a member read all three poems and break the tie. "Bassie" was chosen and comments are below. I'd also like to mention we have another piece by Jamie highlighted as an HM, and a great return from poets who haven't written in awhile like: Yakari, Andrew Packard, Milo... welcome back :)
Congrats to all and thank you to the judges, for your time and dedication!
- MA
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WINNERS:
"Things to tell my 18-year-old self"
by: Steph 10 + 7 + 7 = 24 points
"Weary"
by: Jamie 10 + 4 = 14 points
Tiebreaker (between Dagmar's "Various Results", Daniel's "Two Footprints in the Sand" and POTP's "Bassie)
"Bassie"
by: Poet on the Piano 10 + 4 = 14 points
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COMMENTS:
"Things to tell my 18-year-old self" by: Steph
"Oh the wisdom of age! The things we see after the fact that we are unable to see clearly when we are in the trenches. You have survived so much and fought to be where you are today. Something to be very proud of! Hindsight is 20-20 they say, I'm glad you can look at your past and realize it's in the past and you have this amazing life to grow and thrive into." (10)
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"One of the most important aspects of a poem is its angle. This is also right about so many other things. In poetry, if you put your eyes in the right place you will find a lot of aspects that have not been introduced to other’s eyes.
Here Steph has found such an angle to describe a very crucial experience of life. A more mature version of a person, she, woman, tries to justify the world and the experiences ahead for her 18 years old version of herself. She shows her, how ironic the world is: “Don't give your heart to just anyone.~ After your first love,…” “Some of your closest family won't be blood. ~Your blood will shame you,…” and gives you warnings: “And you'll fall back, Sewing your heart onto the sleeve Of his least favourite jacket.”
She lets herself know that she must love herself first. Love takes time… also all variety of things. But this long poetry uses the opportunity that the comparison has given her to see through a deep melancholic aspect of life. That we are not here to win or get everything that we want. We just learn to deal with IT, with the problems: “He'll give you the freedom to be yourself,
And you'll do the same.” And through all these, she teaches herself to deal with the irony of life through accepting the sense of melancholy as an inevitable fact." (7)
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"I love how some poets will write about their pasts because they can see how much they have changed from who they once were, and can see how better off they are now that they got their life different, learning from their mistakes. I truly do believe as teenagers we sometimes fall for the wrong people because we just want to be held, like it says in the poem. It's amazing how you changed your life around and I truly hope that the person in the end will never burden you with his burden and if he does, I hope he helps you deal with your own and not make it worse. Thank you for the great read!" (7)
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"Weary" by: Jamie
"The gloom as described in this poem is not that heavy but how it is described feels incurable.
Haha the poem starts with the Marlboro (commercial ;)).
It is so dark so perhaps the poet is sitting somewhere dark, looking at a view of something that includes at least partially, the sky: “The northern skyline looks …” But the descriptiveness is so powerful, it is more like poetical prose, such as Ernest Hemingway’s works: the hawkish temperature~ adumbral remembrances~ an insomniacs alibi ~ skyline looks like death~ eerie gloom blankets the horizon~ and then: “another starless night with an
empty moon- typical. Raven feathers”
There is more poetical imagery here than enough for a few poems.
The poem though, regardless of the sophistication of imagery, happens in a very simple setting. The poet is depressed. The desperation is not something new: “grow weary of writing inane suicide Notes”
They take the depression to the deeper level, capered by the demons, for they see how the demons captured the world. But they have learned the exorcism through their writing. Through their writings they challenge the demons of the world that glued them inside like dinosaurs DNA." (10)
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"Jamie always writes with brutal honesty and it is always something I've always admired about their pieces. They weave this piece visually, I almost felt like I was standing next to them, smelling the cigarette smoke, shivering from the chill of the night. Heading inside there is more visible damage from the ripped screen door to the splintered bedroom door. Some place you should be able to go to feel safe but are unable to. They write of demons and lost love, longing for earlier days but knows they are gone. Thank you for sharing so much of you!" (4)
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"Bassie" by: POTP
"As I am reading this poem, to the end my own dog came to me and wanted to be petted. It actually is wonderful to have a dog is it not? They are man's best friend, there to embrace us when we want to be alone, annoy the hell out of us because who can deal with all the barking? As human beings sometimes all the therapy we truly need is of the four legged variety. I will admit that as a teenager we face many hardships and then it becomes harder when we realize sometimes we have mental hiccups to give us something else to deal with, but we will always have comfort from our pets. No matter what type of animal it is, just talking to someone who doesn't talk but lick your face and makes you laugh is worth the slobber." (10)
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Tie-breaker comment:
"Poems about dogs tend to follow cliched patterns: noble creature, loyal and protective, and the like. Bassie likely has all of these traits, but he is no cliche. This dog is obnoxious, a barker and destroys the back yard, but he is a savior above all. The depth of appreciation and insightful devotion for her dog comes across clearer than imaginable." (4)
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