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Note: this is a new poem that I wrote, "Automation," along with the finalized version of my Writer's Workshop haiku "I

 

Automation

 

Your middle finger

thumb wrestles with my left index

crushing the asset that would normally

type the ‘s’ in “I’m sorry.”

 

The monitor hums

to the same tune that was whistled

on winter mornings, Never Winter Nights

when we sang as one.

 

Your hand leaves

but it’s moisture rests, and mists

computer keys and mouse pads

with perfumed sweat.

 

The office door slams shut

as my vision blurs from familiar scents

while the screen radiates nothing more

than a series of numbers.

 

 

I

 

E-cards through e-mails

While mice click softly, moving

Without e-motion.

Posted

Hugs I'm sorry... :P

 

But on Automation -

 

"It's" is a contraction of "It is".

"Its" is the possessive.

 

Well-crafted and evocative.

 

On the Haiku - when my sleep-blurred eyes first read it, they saw

"White mice click softly, moving"

Which implied play on words tickled me - until I saw it was "While" instead.

Again, well-crafted. I knew I should've made time to hit the Workshop...

Hugs I'm sorry... ;)

Posted

I like both of these. There's a contrast between the warm, organic emotions in them and the cold technology that makes them just... fascinating to me. I love your phrasing in places and though your words aren't blatantly visual, I find that the poem Automation evokes a lot of concrete images as I read it. I'm impressed. :)

 

The only thing that made me stutter as I read these two pieces were the first two lines of Automation.

Your middle finger

thumb wrestles with my left index

Probably, this is on purpose, but I just thought I'd point out that it was a sticking point for me because of the confusion. I couldn't figure out what a 'middle finger thumb' was, at first. :P

 

Besides that and what Peredhil mentioned, I loved them both. Thanks for sharing, Wyv. :)

 

Yours,

~Yui

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Thanks for your comments, Peredhil and Yui-chan. :) I recently submitted "Automation" for commentary from my creative writing class, and unfortunatly it didn't seem to be very well recieved... Lots of people left scratching their heads in confusion wanting to know what the heck was going on, basically. ;p

 

So, I decided that it needed a bit of work and wrote an alternative second version of the poem. I have mixed feelings about the new structure (which was inspired by Yui's comment on the "middle finger thumb" line in the first stanza of the original)... I'm very happy with it in the sense that I feel it fufills the new sense of fragmentation that I was aiming for, but at the same time feel a bit sad that it caused the third stanza to change. The last line of the new version is also missing something... some other adjective to accompany "distant" in describing the eyes. Any suggestions are appreciated, as well as any other comments anyone has on this version, particularly in terms of it's clarity when compared to the original.

 

Thanks!

 

Automation (take two)

 

The pixels

show the two of us

kissing on a screen

that your eyes avoid.

 

Your middle finger

thumb wrestles with my right index,

an asset used for speed

typing the ‘i’ in “i’m sorry.”

 

The monitor

hums the same tune

whistled through winter

mornings when we sang together.

 

Your hand leaves

moisture on the computer

keys and mouse pads

laden with your scent

 

The guest seat

groans as you lift

yourself and walk to the exit door.

 

And my eyes blur like a computer

screen flashing a series of numbers.

 

Distant.

Posted

I too was confused by the first version and the second version makes more sense to me, so good job there (however, going back and looking at the first version now I see what you were trying to say and don't know how I missed it <_< )

 

I may be missing your reasons for changing the third stanza, which are probably very good ones, but I say if you like the original, keep it, it would fit fine with the new poem. Though to put in my two cents I liked the line "laden with your scent". Looking at them combining the two might work: "Your hand leaves/ but it’s moisture rests/ laden with your scent/ misting computer keys and mouse pads."

 

Suggestions for the last line... hmm... Distant and fleeting? Distant and cold comes to mind too, but I don't think that's the feeling you're trying to portray.

 

Whatever you decide to do, my compliments on the new version of the poem. :)

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Posted

Thanks for your comments, Yuki. :) Upon asking around, I've found that the poem still seems a bit unclear to people and so I've taken another shot at it. This version is kind of a combination of the two previous versions, with a couple of other things I decided to add in. I'm not sure if this thread should belong in the Writer's Workshop at this point... hopefully, this will be the last time I write a new version. I think that I like this one the best.

 

Automation (take three)

 

Your hand touches mine

from across the office space

over discarded diskettes

of our love letters.

 

The pixels on the screen

show the two of us kissing,

an image that your eyes

carefully avoid.

 

Your middle finger

wrestles with my right index,

an asset used for speed

typing the “i” in “i’m sorry.”

 

The monitor hums

to the same tune that was whistled

on winter mornings, over warm hugs

and “Never Winter Nights.”

 

Your hand leaves

But it’s moisture rests, and mists

computer keys and mouse pads

with perfumed sweat.

 

The seat next to me

groans as you lift yourself

and walk to the exit door

slamming it shut.

 

And the code on the screen

bares a sudden ressemblence

to my heart. Broken

into a million fragments.

Posted (edited)

It's amazing how much the approach you've taken with this has changed. Though each poems deals with the same narrow string of events they all sound so different.

 

These versions are an interesting study in style as they go from impressionistic to concrete (personally I really liked the impressionistic style because of its subtle way of expressing emotion, but I had a hard time understanding what was happening so... yeah. *rueful sigh*).

Edited by Yuki Kokoro
Posted

hey wyv,

 

I like most of the adaptations you have made here. where the first was somewhat more abstract (Which I'm guessing might have been somewhat intentional) you've ended up with something more immediately accessable.

 

"Your hand leaves

But it’s moisture rests, and mists

computer keys and mouse pads

with perfumed sweat."

 

has to be my favourite stanza, wonderful combination of the two moods being bandied about here.

 

"And the code on the screen

bares a sudden ressemblence

to my heart. Broken

into a million fragments."

 

However, this last stanza to me seems a little too blatant, and not entirely in keeping with the ambiance of the rest of the piece. key words being "sudden" and "heart" for me. Nothing about the piece strikes me as particularly sudden and where the rest manages to retain a certain distance this just comes too close for my liking, too emotional.

 

Also, glad to see the never winter nights has been put back in! i did really like that.

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