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Quiet Hands (Free verse) by Sunny
I am going to freeze this clock,
these hands will droop like stagnant breath-
something scarred these hands
into coma. They levitate behind a plastic frame;
the arms stick to that very breath of time.
The peeping bird shuts-off itsâ
back-âforth routine, and the mother,
in her complacent gown,
watches the milk
become colder while frozen fingers
are in limbo inside duty and this eternal pause,
cementing her feet to the stance
the clock left them. Babyâs mouth
is opened without the screech; time quit in the seconds
that lie between an attempt and a wail.
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Arithmetic Mean: 6.3333335
Weighted score: 5.3585887
Overall Rank: 3319
Posted: March 30, 2006 9:44 AM PST; Last modified: March 30, 2006 9:44 AM PST
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Critique: the repetition of "these hands" in S1 is redundant. Lose one, or replace with an alternative description. Also, "the arms" in line 5 contribute to repetitiveness. You don't want to bore the reader.
In addition, "these hands droop like stagnant breath"... the droopiness implies movement. I couldn't reconcile the drooping hands with the hands in a coma; they should be frozen stiff, not sag.
shuts-off - the hyphen not necessary.
My favorite bits were the 'complacent gown', and I really loved the last stanza. Good work!