Stand up from the crust:
O my daughter! Forbid a stranger's thrust
An ally that called himself our father,
Under his wings we wither
For they will be filled with laughter;
You should remember that they are strung together:
Like pearls,
And each one leads
To the next: the second doesn't stand alone
It grew out of the first that precedes its phone,
We're marching to Zion with a throbbing beat
Beautiful, beautiful Zion's heart,
We're marching upward to Zion's gate.
May 20, 2022
My Daughter
About This Poem
Review Request Direction:
What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Hello.
What did you think of my title? I like the title, although its a bit over-used.
How was my language use? Generally good, although I see a lot of incorrect punctuation, and some grammer that makes no sense, like:
"Under his wings we flatter:
For they will be filled with laughter;
You should remember that they are strung together:
Like a pearls,"
"flatter" makes no sense, The colon : is unnecessary, and "Like a Pearls is bad grammer.
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing? The rhythym and flow are generally good. They would improve quite a bit if the grammer was better.
How does this theme appeal to you? It appeals to me a lot.
How was the beginning/ending of the poem? They are okay. The ending lines are much better than the beginning.
Is the internal logic consistent? Yes, it is.
Hope this helps.
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Thank you.