That day they called to tell me
You were crying
You were afraid
You who never cries
You who are so fearless
That day they called to tell me
You were crying
You were afraid
Crying
Afraid
It was hot
Texas August hot
I had patients
Many patients
The number came up on my phone
I stared
As always
Steeling myself
For death
The number came up on my phone
Rising from the asphalt mirage of a Chinese restaurant parking lot
Where I sat
Wilting in the heat
Writing up an overdue note
Hello?
Breath holding
Waiting
Something is wrong with Debbie
She is crying
She is afraid
She is asking for you
Over and over
Asking for you
Crying
Afraid
Worse than death
The click of the closing phone
The left side of my brain doing what it does
Planning
Organizing
Managing
Forty-five miles to her
No gas
Three patients
Left side clicking away
Click
Click
Click
Its right side twin doing only what it could
Screaming
She is crying
She is afraid
She is asking for you
Over and over
Asking for you
Driving
Racing
The black banquet table of Texas road
Wincing into the blue-white afternoon
Hearing a voice
Yes, please, if we could re-schedule... Yes, tomorrow, say for 6:00? Brilliant. Thank you.
The voice of the left
The right still screaming
She is crying
She is afraid
Standing frozen in the heat outside the doors
Beyond them
Lay a place I could not go
A place from which I could not turn
Pushing past the re-conditioned air
Down the coolness of the hall
The wedges of my shoes
Squeezing soft puffs of heat
In their wake
And there you were
Crying
Afraid
Caregivers huddled around your bed
Also crying
Also afraid
They parted like a warm wave
So that you could see me
Not crying
Not afraid
Oh, please
Let you see me
Not crying
Not afraid
Then came the smile
Your smile
My god, that smile
Overwhelming the fear
That pooled
In the deep brown vastness
Of your eyes
Arms up
Arms out
Falling into them
Scooping you
To me
Clinging
Wings closing
Boneless
Weightless
Tight
Around me
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Written by Phil (7001 comments posted) 15th June 2008 |
Sounds like a very personal piece - very hard to review - but as it's here, I guess you want feedback. There's a pretty successful mix of narrative/recount and stream of consciousness here. The change from past to present tense helps this. I wasn't keen on all the short lines, but that just might be personal taste. I guess it may reflect a mind under pressure. There were some good lines here, particularly liked: The black banquet table of Texas road. For a piece that is so clearly laced with emotion, I struggled to connect on that level. That may just be me. Nice website. Phil |
Written by DaleGorder (46 comments posted) 15th June 2008 |
Cat... Very nice and Welcome! lol I'm happy you made the long trip. People seem very knowledgeable here so be prepared to learn in a good way. Friendly critique is exchanged here like lemonade on a hot summer day. Have fun.  |
Written by Josie (2847 comments posted) 15th June 2008 |
| I usually like structured, organized poems, with good metre, but yours was different and fresh. I sensed the urgency in this poem, the wondering, the worry, the confusion, emphasized by the lists and the repetition. We never did find out what happened to Debbie. Are you going to tell us in an author's note? A big welcome to Great Writing from us all. |
Thank you all Written by CatGem (33 comments posted) 15th June 2008 |
Please forgive me if this isn't the apropriate way to respond - this is my first post - and I certainly welcome any instruction you can give me. I'm especially happy to learn that "friendly critique is exchanged like lemonad" (smiles @ that analogy) because that is what I need and hope to offer. I usually won't offer much in the way of Author's Notes, as I believe my pieces belong to my readers once they are read, but will certainly try to answer any questions you may have. Thank you all so much - Am very happy to have found this site. |
Hi CatGem Written by bobc (51 comments posted) 15th June 2008 |
The feeling comes thru well. I too am new here, but the advice and comments seem strong and designed to help. Keep writing, you do it well. |
Written by CatGem (33 comments posted) 16th June 2008 |
thank you, bob, for taking the time to comment and especially for the encouragement, Stephanie |
Hey, Steph Written by OWLcrkbrg (3 comments posted) 17th June 2008 |
Good to see ya here. This poem works fine for me. The only thing that made me wince a bit is: "wilting in the heat." I have read a lot of your work, and it usually doesn't include word-choices as stale as that. Thanks for the fine read. |
Hey, Steph Written by OWLcrkbrg (3 comments posted) 17th June 2008 |
Good to see ya here. This poem works fine for me. The only thing that made me wince a bit is: "wilting in the heat." I have read a lot of your work, and it usually doesn't include word-choices as stale as that. Thanks for the fine read. |
Thanks, Dan Written by CatGem (33 comments posted) 17th June 2008 |
This was actually the first piece from months ago that made me say, Alright, damnit, so the muse is not murdered. It came out almost exactly as you see it here -- which, as you know by now, is highly unusual for The Queen of Revision - but I've left it basically alone. I can see you're right about "wilting in the heat" - that's something I'd probably have changed on my 80000000th rewrite --- and most likely will in the future. Thanks for pointing it out, S |
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