This is an aural feast!
Already gone!! I came back to read this again, and I am too late ... sorry I missed it ....
And this poem was up for barely a day! What are you playing at?‘Sula Sgeir’ is a much better piece than the previous three. It’s a painting in words. It doesn’t pretend to tell a story and even though there is an ‘I’ in the poem the narrator is not the focus of the poem; she’s simply there, the ear in the forest that hears the tree fall. My favourite line though has to be ‘a gulp of birds troubling its air’ – quite beautiful.
now I'm confusing everyone! I removed it because I'd vastly reworked it, I've just added the second draft :)
Then let me get my foot in the door before you whip it off again: this is an improvement. It was good to start with but this is better.
and what ending!!!and I wake,the heart of a cormorantbeating in my chest. marvelous!
thankyou both, I'm glad you like it :)
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