This Poem was Submitted By: Edwin John Krizek On Date: 2004-06-15 19:04:02 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Homesick

So far away from home, so long gone, this strange place is now familiar. My memory lingers on the streets of the past linked to the presen by struggling coincidences. When I left I didn’t realize it was  forever. Now I live in relative happiness, but still  I wish…  Why can’t my circumstances be different? Why can’t  all those I love be with me? I feel the pain  of my loneliness in the center of  my soul. It calls to me until  I am ready  to cry out  with the agony  of separation the way  wolves howl at the moon calling to the lost. I love two lovers. I have chosen, but still  my wounds open at the sound  of the telephone.

Copyright © June 2004 Edwin John Krizek


This Poem was Critiqued By: Mark Steven Scheffer On Date: 2004-07-02 10:53:44
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 8.08333
Ed, I'd say, having read many of yours, that your talent lies more in what Keat's called a "negative sensibility." You do well in entering into the experience of another character and describing it. When you get more lyrical with the I and me, i think your poetry falls off a bit. Mark


This Poem was Critiqued By: marilyn terwilleger On Date: 2004-06-27 21:48:47
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.72222
Hi Ed, I am quite taken with this poem...reminds me of when I was married at 18 years of age and left home for the first time. I went from Wyoming to Kentucky which was a whole new world for me...so different than I had ever known. I feel the pathos in the lines of this piece...some lines are full of melancholy words...'away from home...long gone... memory lingers on the streets of the past (great line)...I didn't realize it was forever' I can almost hear he poet's voice break in that line. 'Why can't all those I love be with me?' I have felt this emotions so many times in my life....'I feel the pain of my lonliness in the center of my soul'...here I feel some agony...then the ending surprised me so I went back and read it again. The poet loves two people but he has made his choice....perhaps a choice between mother and wife...or wife and a lover..or a second wife over your own children. No matter really, it is obvious that this poet is longing for somthing that cannot be and will always hunger for home. Very well done. Peace...Marilyn
This Poem was Critiqued By: Rebecca B. Whited On Date: 2004-06-20 21:30:44
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Edwin, You have certainly expressed the feeling of being "homesick' in a most moving manner. I can't help but wonder who the 'two lovers' you have are...however, you have left it undisclosed, as to allow the reader to interpret for himself/herself...perhaps you left one lover for another, or perhaps you left your lover for your love of someting else...either way, you leave the door open to your past as indicated by, "I have chosen, but still my wounds open at the sound of the telephone." I especially like these lines, as they solicit much emotion from this reader: "I am ready to cry out with the agony of separation the way wolves howl at the moon calling to the lost." Thanks for sharing, Beck
This Poem was Critiqued By: Joanne M Uppendahl On Date: 2004-06-16 14:49:04
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Hi Edwin: I'm a fan of your poetry, but this may be the first time I've commented on one. I say 'comment' because I've just vowed to write short, pithier critiques to encourage other members to critique more. As a poet, I know that feedback means so mcuh. So here's my feedback for you. I really like the way you've formatted this -- lean, narrow lines, dropping down the page, almost like tears. There's a very evocative flow to this. So far away from home, so long gone, this strange place is now familiar. My memory lingers --love the soft r's of "familiar/linger" on the streets of the past linked to the (present) by struggling coincidences. I think that the phrase "struggling coincidences" aptly depicts a state of emotions, a kind of tension that enlivens this work. Also, the g's in "long gone/stange/lingers/struggling" add a deft touch suggesting effort expended. When I left I didn’t realize it was forever. Now I live in relative happiness, but still I wish… Why can’t my circumstances be different? Why can’t all those I love be with me? I feel the pain of my loneliness in the center of my soul. It calls to me until I am ready to cry out (with the agony of separation) -- Wild idea= what if you omitted this? In favor of "cry out--the way wolves howl at the moon" the way wolves howl at the moon calling to the lost. I love two lovers. I have chosen, but still my wounds open --nice assonance of "open/chosen" and "ound" rhymes in "wounds/sound" at the sound of the telephone. Highly evocative piece. You bring the reader into your emotional sphere. It has been a long time since I've felt the feeling you portray here, and this poem recalls it for me. Thank you for this! All my best, Joanne
This Poem was Critiqued By: Wayne R. Leach On Date: 2004-06-16 13:20:04
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.33333
Sensitive and emotional read, sir. Excellent images, assonance. Nice surprise ending, though slightly hinted at earlier. I'm sure you caught the "presen-" typo [L8] by now. I wonder, though, if this isn't just a little too staccato-like for this genre or topic. The lines of single words seem to create pauses when I tend to want to rush ahead for more. Maybe that is the intent. One instance is: I feel the pain of my loneliness - [I might drop this one "my"??] in the center of my soul. It calls to me until - [...and, I might put this word in the next line to make that phrase more concrete. Just a thought.] I am ready to cry out the way wolves howl at the moon - [Nice w alliteration and image.] calling to the lost. Thanks for posting this - reminding some of us where and what we have been through, are going through. You are not alone, but you say what you are feeling very well.
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