Poem found here: "Valentine" by Tom Pickard
With a short poem, techniques definitely stand out more, for example the alliteration of "s" in the first two stanzas:
simplicity
say sleep
or
shall we
shower
seductive, erotic, the alliteration of "s" adds onto the choices -- sleep or shower -- in a more playful way. And then the line, "have an apple" breaks away from that dream-like play. Just like a famous biblical apple that comes to mind. It's the break from the language and a move on to rhertoical questions of what happens next:
you are
as I need
water
shall I move?
do you dream?
Here the speaker acknowledges the dream like state that he's in. Here, when the speaker asks "shall I move?" the question is not where, but from what. And then the question "do you dream" if the other is capable of dreaming, but more of sharing the same dream. The last three lines plays with the idea of a comparative metaphor of "shallow snow" and "flesh" -- the alliteration in the first line is parallel to the first half of the poem, the second more abrupt reality.
"melt this" what is this? The moment? Him? The relationship? The lines aren't pointed to a single thing, yet there's a narrow window that it may "melt."
With a short poem, techniques definitely stand out more, for example the alliteration of "s" in the first two stanzas:
simplicity
say sleep
or
shall we
shower
seductive, erotic, the alliteration of "s" adds onto the choices -- sleep or shower -- in a more playful way. And then the line, "have an apple" breaks away from that dream-like play. Just like a famous biblical apple that comes to mind. It's the break from the language and a move on to rhertoical questions of what happens next:
you are
as I need
water
shall I move?
do you dream?
Here the speaker acknowledges the dream like state that he's in. Here, when the speaker asks "shall I move?" the question is not where, but from what. And then the question "do you dream" if the other is capable of dreaming, but more of sharing the same dream. The last three lines plays with the idea of a comparative metaphor of "shallow snow" and "flesh" -- the alliteration in the first line is parallel to the first half of the poem, the second more abrupt reality.
"melt this" what is this? The moment? Him? The relationship? The lines aren't pointed to a single thing, yet there's a narrow window that it may "melt."
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