Hi, Tinker !

          Overall +/- :
My thoughts on the piece as a whole...

         I'm here to read and review your work as a fellow participant in "I Write." I stumbled on this poem while looking for items to review for my extra reviews. I'm glad I did. The structure is deceptively simple, but I really love the way you used words to get the monotony and awfulness of dishwashing across to readers! This is effective rhetorically and poetically. Really nice work.

          Rhythm & Flow:
Whether freeverse or tightly-structured formal poetry, flow is paramount.

         I even want to read this in a monotone! Your word choice and the weight of each word you chose made for a poem as heavy and shackling as the task of dish-washing. The repetition of "again" made for a depressing refrain, but it was very, very effective. Nice work. You do so much with so few words.

          Language & Word Choice:
Because poetry is one of the briefer art forms, every word matters.

         Very good! I love the general lack of punctuation and capitalization. I think it helps with the dreary feeling the poem gives me. The only capitalized word is Dishes, which serves to draw attention to it. I love phrases like, "abhorrent assignment" and "never-ending nuisance." Not only do I love the little bit of alliteration, I'm also tickled that the repeated sounds echo the repeated action of dish-washing. Other little bits of repeated sound in lines like, "from mealtime and snacktime" only drive it home!

          Things I liked :
Sometimes phrases or lines jump off the page.

The tone of this poem very much reflects the way I feel about dishes, so I can identify with the content. However, I like this poem a thousand times better than I like dishes. Plus, you introduced me to a form of poetry I didn't know about!

          Suggestions:
Take them with a grain of salt.

others ignore — I really can't enunciate why I stumbled over this line. Maybe because I expected more information. Other what? People? Family members? Dish-makers? And ignore what? Of course, I can assume it means that everyone around you pretends the dishes don't exist, which makes perfect sense, but even though I understand the meaning, the line reads to me as one that was artificially shortened to fit a syllable count... though that may not actually be the case at all! My brain stumbles over very strange things sometimes.

          In Closing:
Any final thoughts...

         A fun and well-written poem. I'm glad I had a chance to engage with your work.

Write On!



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