Hello Frank,
Thanks for your feedback. Most people seem to have found the opening a bit turgid and I need to look at it. Your point about the creator image not being maintained through the poem may be the result of a divergence between my reading and yours. For me the landscape that is described, and the fact that there is any grass here at all is the result of the work of the man ( it could be men, it wouldn´t have been women in the time and place I´m imagining, but these are local details and really irrelevant) who drained the bog and created fields suitable for agriculture. That early farmer is the creator and his work was an Act of creation. This is how I saw it when I composed the poem, but perhaps this has not come through, I don´t know. Oh well.
Best wishes, Mike
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Hi Mike,
I thought this piece was weakened, or distracted by the opening reference to
a 'creator'. The piece doesn't really hark back to that opening concept,
apart for some attribution to suggest this is why it is as it is, and it
isn't really enough for me. I think it either needs to be a creator poem or
glory in the way things come to be poem, but not jjust a bit of both? I
might be on the wrong tram, though. Please forgive, if so.
Cheers,
Frank.
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>Act
>
>A creator works according to a design.
>Closing the gap between what what is and what is to be,
>matter must be fashioned to fit the spirit´s image.
>So boulders are moved, a stream deepened,
>the marsh drained and cleared of tangled stems.
>
>Look now across this bowl of land
>at the edge of a lake
>to where a farmhouse sits on a rise
>with a line of birch trees beyond.
>Look at this grass, darkest in the hollow.
>
>Grass, so dense, so thick and spongy
>it doesn´t seem real,
>seems to preclude the possibility of roots,
>an underworld of dark mud and dampness
>and genesis in the bottomless brown of bog water.
>
>Grass that belongs to limpid air
>and yellow light and the memory of rain.
>Grass that speaks only of coverings,
>and those man-made. Grass that speaks
>only of surfaces, and those unreal.
>
>
>
>
>Mike
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