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|    George J. Dance to HarryLime    |
|    Re: Will Dockery's "Shattered" (3/3)    |
|    17 Feb 25 11:55:11    |
      [continued from previous message]              > don't know what he's prattling on about. Hell, I don't even know if       > he's here or there.       >       > And, as a consequence, I cannot invest any interest (much less feelings)       > into his (non-) story.       >       >>>>>> When do I get on up the road?       >       > "Get on up the road"? That's not even decent backwoods slang. When       > speaking about reaching a destination (literal, spiritual, etc.), one       > says "down" the road. "Up" the road implies back to the start of your       > journey.       >       >>>>>> The light sped out       >>>>>> like a fire-fly       >       > "firefly" is not hyphenated.              I'd agree with that 100%. Good catch.              >       > So the dimming, streaking, hitchhiking light is now a hastily departing       > firefly?       >       > Pick ONE metaphor and stick with it.       >       >>>>>> like gravestones       >>>>>> never noticed       >>>>>> never seen.       >       > OMFG!       >       > Now the dimming, streaking, hitchhiking, hastily departing firefly like       > light has turned into unseen gravestones???       >       > I can't wait to discover what the morph into next.       >       >>>>>> Like marbles       >>>>>> spilling from shattered minds.       >       > There it is!       >       > They went from dimming, to streaking, to hitchhiking, to hastily       > departing fireflies, to unseen gravestone, to marbles spilling from       > shattered minds.       >       > And this is the end of the poem?       >       > What was the topic? The speaker lying in the "Here" or "There"? The       > unknown person he was addressing? Someone's life having passed -- or       > passed by? Contemplating returning to... something? Or the bizarre       > transformation of the morning light?       >       > I would like to say that this is bad, even for you, but it's really just       > par for the course as Donkey poems go: incoherent, incompetently       > written, and terminally uninteresting.              Thanks for your help.              --- SoupGate-DOS v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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