I'm here to drop off another review for the Magical Menagerie and Gryffindor Red vs. Gold review battle for January 2019! I love reading poetry and I feel like it often doesn't get enough love on the archives, so I thought I'd drop by and leave you a review on this.
This was a very unique poetry format. Free verse, but it kind of reads to me like spoken word. I think it's the way that it all runs together in long lines. Like I know that there are sentence breaks and commas and periods, but it reads quickly, the way spoken word often does.
Your description in this is absolutely stunning. The way you describe the opera itself and then the action of sitting and breathing and absorping the music. You paint such a complete and moving picture. The ending of the song was particularly lovely and the concept of the audience mourning the loss of voice.
I love how you put so much thought into the breath aspect of this piece too. Opera takes so much breath control for the singers, so it's nice to see the audience also dealing with breath. It's a nice sort of mirrored effect. (Hope that makes sense).
Anyway, beautiful as always. I'm envious of your skill with words.
Hello, Gina! I had to trade a shiny sword with a Niffler for this review! All in the name of Kaitlin/TreacleTart!
It has been so long since I visited your AP! I still fondly remember us collaborating on the speed dating challenge way back in 2014. You were so wonderful and supportive of my writing then, and are such an inspiration to me today. Your stories are definitely #writinggoals! I thought I’d try something a little different, today, however. Instead of jumping into your prose and see what adventures your stories would take me on, I decided to give your poetry a shot!
I must give fair warning: I don’t read a lot of poetry, so excuse this review if it sounds a little silly and naïve. This was so great, though! I kinda love the idea of writing a prose poem about the experience of music. When I think of poetry, I always associate it with rhythm, and obviously, music also shares this quality. To me, poetry can be like word-music. But you’ve turned this personal concept entirely on its head for me! I just came here to read about the experience of listening to music, and I’m leaving with a shift in my worldview! Amazing.
Is the person in this poem listening to live orchestral music? That is the vibe I got. I was totally imagining someone playing a reed or brass instrument. Towards the end, I felt it was more a brass instrument. There was just a lot of force involved in the experience – for everyone involved – and I associated that with something brass.
This was just so lovely, and I’m so glad I’ve returned to your AP. Do not be surprised if I drop by again with another rambling review later this month.
Hi, again, me from Gryffindor Review Tag. I thought of dropping a review in your Amelia, but again, I chose here first. Because the title caught my eyes and I was curious to know you write a poem. (Sorry, I did some typos in the previous review. )
As one of musicians, I have the same experience as the one who performs in the audiences and as the audience. I sing songs, so I could understand how the singers use their body. Breathing is very important and you expressed the process beautifully.
And it's impressive you described the moment when the audiences listen to the song, how they react or prepare for it. Your words told us the tension between the artist and the listeners. I like it. I guess the first half was written about the beginning impact, perhaps crescendo. So the latter half of the spot, the exoression about decrescendo became conspicuous. Thank you for sharing a lovely poem.
Thank you for stopping by to read this piece! I’m glad it resonated with you and felt authentic. I’m not a poet by any means so I’m thrilled to hear that this poem worked.