Cheong Lee San's
Choice
Poem #14 :
Structure of Punkd Reality
His comments
These 2 entries are getting my attention:
Poem #14 : Structure of Punkd
Reality
Poem #07 : Oh girl, would you
be...
First, I am not sure if there is a typo in the title, or was it
deliberate, but I am ready to forgive that. A title sets the mood
for the poem, in my opinion, I am talking about poem # 14,
"Structure of Punkd Reality"
A measure of how much you like a poem is how you relate to it. I
don't usually go for rhyming verse, but I think this one is well
written. I am still smiling at "there goes my face, skillfully
cut." I like the way the story unfolds, all in a breathless rhythm.
simply done, but effective.
As for poem #07 "Oh girl, would you be...", I think it's a quite
well-written piece. The imagery is good, not too overwhelmingly
sweet or mushy, as one would expect from such a genre. The first
strophe already grabs one's attention, so much tenderness expressed
in those words. My only gripe is, the following strophes could not
sustain the power of the first. Overall, it's an enjoyable read,
and I think the writer has chosen his/her words well.
It's a hard choice, but I have to go for poem #14, as I enjoyed it
more. Poem #07 is a very close second.
General
Comments
Let me say something about the other poems. There are a few poems
here which have the potential to be good works but which I feel are
not fully developed.
For example "Ever wondered in Paschendale". The writer writes about
selfishness & lost loyalties in battle, and this is a new angle
to focus on the poem. Talk about why this is so, the attritional
trench warfare, the mud everywhere. and the senseless loss of live
that the writer mentioned. A competent poem here, but could be much
better.
Same here for Poem #10, "To the Hills of Death". The problem here
is the writer is trying to cram too many images into the poem.
Think of a battlefield, for example, Hamburger Hill, imagine your
emotional state there, write about it using strong words. War
poetry can be beautiful, despite the ugly subject. Poetry is about
using less words to describe a big picture.
I would like to applaud all the participants for their efforts.
