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 Buttercup  [E]
Haiku nature poem
by Green Valley
Review of Buttercup  
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Rated: E | (4.0)
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Dear Green Valley

I’ve been intrigued by this poetry form for some time. Like to dabble a bit in it. With "Buttercup" , I’m trying to wrap my head around that final line in relation to the vision of a dewy buttercup.

The structure is important, but I always allow for poetic license, meaning that sometimes the message is more important than the structure. But a poem can be eliminated if the structure is too far off base ... I really like what’s revealed.

Word choice is important. Some poems use a word that seem beyond the scope of the writer and was not quite the right word in nuance, if not in actual definition. Sometimes the right word in the right place is a zinger, really powerful. You have visual, melodious chemistry at work in scene, narrative connecting with nature.

Imagery. Some poems capture an image so effectively – you can see the image. Some poems miss in that the image or message is lost in vague and ambiguous wording and imagery. They seem to try too hard to be flowery or emotional and the message is unclear. Clarity is essential. I visualize with emotion that first word, ‘sunlight’ as the buttercup. Original and strikes the soul with emotion, love of self, nature, as one.

Emotion. Poetry, in any form, has to capture an emotion and transfer that feeling to the reader. Some poetic emotion is in the category of sadness – loss, loneliness, abandonment, insult, being ostracized. Happiness – love, acceptance, success, accomplishment. The thing about this, more so than other forms of poetry, is that the form can capture a wide range of emotions. You find a little object that can command heart and soul. ‘Tiny, golden cup of dew’. I can imagine a fresh, wet scene, early, misty, cool, serene, quiet, alone to have a lightening bolt of discovery strike the last inquisitive thought in summation…

Beauty or a beast? surely, not the little buttercup. It’s a lightening rod in one’s hand, perhaps connecting to emotion not displayed in this narrator. Do we question love, simplicity as deceitful or complex? Do we wind up in love, happily ever after? It’s a hard one to swallow. The poet knows full well. I couldn’t translate.

It was a pleasure to read and lend feedback on your eloquent short poem.


Kindest regards,

Brian C.
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