The Slam: Slammables

Flying

by Louise Porter, Connecticut

When I looked into your eyes
I did not fall into the sky.
I did not dance with the clouds,
Nor did I court the sun.

No.

I flew into the earth.
I danced with wildflower roots,
I courted the earthworms.

I laid down
And slept with my home.

Slammings

I like your poem, but it took me a few reads to realize that. I really enjoyed the images you used because they were unusual and colorful. (I think it's the first time I've seen the word "earthworm" in a poem, and it sounds good, not like I would've expected.) Putting the "No" by itself in its own stanza was also a good way of emphasizing it and marking the separation between the first stanza and the rest of the poem.

 

However, the last stanza disappointed me. I expected something stronger and more original after the rest of the poem, and it left me "hungry." Unless the effect was intended?

 

Anyway, great job and thanks for this poem!

critiqued by fountain-pen, France
Sep 5, 2010