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The tree compass

Days grow long now,
Autumn too warm
Even at lunchtime.

Bare poplars, an earth dial
Throw time across the path

I steep the thoughts inside
To silence.

Deep and lost, a moment
Of shadow, coolness

Confessions to you the slowing
Day claimed.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Long time gone. A start.

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Tasmania, AUS

Favorite Poets: Glen Richards, Thomas Hardy, Phillip Larkin, Robert Frost, William Carlos Williams, Carol Ann Duffy , Ani DiFranco, Seamus Heaney, Emily Dickinson, T. S. Elliot

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neopoet

neopoet

3 months 2 weeks ago

Neopoet AI - version 2.0

The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:

This poem effectively captures the subtle shifts of time and season, using natural imagery to evoke a contemplative mood. The opening lines establish a temporal setting—days lengthening and an unseasonably warm autumn—which sets a tone of quiet observation. The phrase "Bare poplars, an earth dial / Throw time across the path" is particularly evocative, blending the natural world with the concept of measuring time, though the metaphor could be unpacked further for clarity. The "earth dial" image suggests a sundial, but the "bare poplars" as part of this dial is an intriguing and somewhat ambiguous image that invites deeper exploration.

The middle stanza, "I steep the thoughts inside / To silence," introduces a personal, introspective element, though the metaphor of "steeping" thoughts could be expanded to enhance its resonance. The subsequent lines "Deep and lost, a moment / Of shadow, coolness" continue the sensory experience, but the transition between these images and the earlier ones might benefit from smoother connections to strengthen the poem’s cohesion.

The closing lines, "Confessions to you the slowing / Day claimed," suggest a dialogue or confession to the day itself, personifying time as an active agent. This is a compelling idea, but the phrasing feels slightly opaque; clarifying the relationship between the speaker, the day, and the "confessions" could deepen the emotional impact.

Overall, the poem’s strength lies in its atmospheric quality and thoughtful imagery. To enhance its effectiveness, consider developing the central metaphors more fully and ensuring that the transitions between images and ideas feel more seamless. This will help the reader engage more deeply with the poem’s meditation on time, nature, and introspection.

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Geezer

Geezer

4 months ago

As I...

read this one, I had the feeling that I might compare it to an Australian Abo, term, "Go Walk-about" [maybe a mental version].
Tune in, drop out or some such as anyone might call it. Yoga, meditation, take a mental break of a kind. That's what I got from it. ~ Geez.
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vandiemenspeak

vandiemenspeak

3 months 3 weeks ago

Thanks Geez

Only just got back on here in its new form. It's nice to hear a familiar voice. 

Baby steps into the the act of writing. 

 

Thanks for the feedback. Will endeavour to read/crit more. Time to get back on the horse.

 

Cheers,

 

Chris