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A Student's Sympathy for Nature
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I sleep next to America's kicking dog.
Wake up and make your bed!
You will rest again.
Tie the laces and fix the holes
left in your soles.
Outside
the sagebrush grows into pale green tails
that wag against the wind
and beat the thin drums of their sister weeds.
I look to them for an original thought.
Something revolutionary with the pulse
of the rabbit and the dog.
The top of a cherry tree filters natural light
into splinters. The water sleeps, hungover
in this California stream.
The machine, my pay - roars,
the sagebrush; cut
with fresh sweat on the forearm.
A raven, neck-deep in seed
looks up to see spinning against his beak.
All wings escape a natural call.
An open book burns the sun set
with the scent of oil
and tuition.
Wake up and make your bed!
You will rest again.
Tie the laces and fix the holes
left in your soles.
Outside
the sagebrush grows into pale green tails
that wag against the wind
and beat the thin drums of their sister weeds.
I look to them for an original thought.
Something revolutionary with the pulse
of the rabbit and the dog.
The top of a cherry tree filters natural light
into splinters. The water sleeps, hungover
in this California stream.
The machine, my pay - roars,
the sagebrush; cut
with fresh sweat on the forearm.
A raven, neck-deep in seed
looks up to see spinning against his beak.
All wings escape a natural call.
An open book burns the sun set
with the scent of oil
and tuition.
Well, hello there! Long time, no see!
I wrote this piece (well, I started it) back in late May. I ran a small-scale landscaping company to help pay for my school. Nature, tuition, money - all of these overlapped in my life and I realized that life is without toil, but a natural understanding about where we want to be in life will create a natural desire to get there and that will breed a necessity. Necessity breeds change.
I do hope you enjoy this little poem I wrote.
If you're interested, my literary magazine - The Jawline Review - is about to release its first print run. There is still plenty of room if you would like to submit: www.thejawlinereview.com
To fuller notebooks and moving cursors,
Tristan Cody.
I wrote this piece (well, I started it) back in late May. I ran a small-scale landscaping company to help pay for my school. Nature, tuition, money - all of these overlapped in my life and I realized that life is without toil, but a natural understanding about where we want to be in life will create a natural desire to get there and that will breed a necessity. Necessity breeds change.
I do hope you enjoy this little poem I wrote.
If you're interested, my literary magazine - The Jawline Review - is about to release its first print run. There is still plenty of room if you would like to submit: www.thejawlinereview.com
To fuller notebooks and moving cursors,
Tristan Cody.
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(I hope you are well, friend! It's taken equally as long for me to leave this comment. Hope you are well. Also, is yoru literalry magazine going to be open for another publishing run?)
VISION: 4/5
The allegory here spoke to me the first time I read this piece. The feeling of being drained of energy, repeating the cycle of work, sleep, school. It's like a kicking dog caught in a dream. Not able to wake and brake the cycle. You have a way of weaving words that gets inside someone's head.
ORIGINALITY: 5/5
Outside
the sagebrush grows into pale green tails
that wag against the wind
and beat the thin drums of their sister weeds.
For some reasn the imagery of this stanza sticks with me. "Wag" like a dogs tail, but also the feeling of being stuck, only propelled by the systems and people around you. I felt like this recently, and it's only in the last half of 2018 I feel like I am moving myself in the direction I want to go in.
TECHNIQUE: 5/5
"A raven, neck-deep in seed
looks up to see spinning against his beak.
All wings escape a natural call. "
This image really spoke to me. The idea that other ravens may be attacking to get the food. Symobolizing competition and the cuththroat nature of the world. I especially like the last line.
"All wings escape a natural call" - stating that eventually the world pushed you in a direction away from your natural instinct.
You're a master of rhythm and I enjoy our work.
IMPACT: 5/5
I keep finding new meaning in your verses when I revisit them. Thank you for sharing your soul and your art.
~ E-H-Indigo
VISION: 4/5
The allegory here spoke to me the first time I read this piece. The feeling of being drained of energy, repeating the cycle of work, sleep, school. It's like a kicking dog caught in a dream. Not able to wake and brake the cycle. You have a way of weaving words that gets inside someone's head.
ORIGINALITY: 5/5
Outside
the sagebrush grows into pale green tails
that wag against the wind
and beat the thin drums of their sister weeds.
For some reasn the imagery of this stanza sticks with me. "Wag" like a dogs tail, but also the feeling of being stuck, only propelled by the systems and people around you. I felt like this recently, and it's only in the last half of 2018 I feel like I am moving myself in the direction I want to go in.
TECHNIQUE: 5/5
"A raven, neck-deep in seed
looks up to see spinning against his beak.
All wings escape a natural call. "
This image really spoke to me. The idea that other ravens may be attacking to get the food. Symobolizing competition and the cuththroat nature of the world. I especially like the last line.
"All wings escape a natural call" - stating that eventually the world pushed you in a direction away from your natural instinct.
You're a master of rhythm and I enjoy our work.
IMPACT: 5/5
I keep finding new meaning in your verses when I revisit them. Thank you for sharing your soul and your art.
~ E-H-Indigo