[Critique Group 2] Leonard's comments on Joan's work

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Joansub for June 



This is the most cryptic poem so far that has crossed myeyes.  



I’m not sure I  can  decipher any of its meaning. 



But I’ll give it a try.




 


Still



This may be talking about those moments when the world  within or without pauses 



to take a measure of a person’s worth. 



Assuming we have any.




 


by Joan Myles




 


theworld stands still sometimes



judgingmy worth




 


waterlooks back at me



reflectivein quiet clarity




 


Water is an aspect of the world. 



It can be still and clear in its judgement. 



It is not judgemental. 



It looks back with clarity not often experienced 




 


Whilemy handkerchief hesitates



toembrace my face



Maybe the handkerchief is in opposition to the clear water. 



It is a hands on  object. 



Not objective.  



You hesitate to embrace, accepte your face, 



which is the visage you present to the world, 



or the part of you which people see.  



Are you real? 



Do you have worth?




 


theworld waits to learn



whetherI welcome each wind



The core of the issue is whether you can acceptall the experiences you have. 



Do you consider tsome of them good  and some of them bad. 



Or do you accept all of the ways the windsblow  as a part of reality 



and of equal value.



shuttlingfancy across the sky



whetherI dance with strutting 




 


blackcrows  between or into



thegenerosity of rain



Do you see rain as giving. 



Or do you see tears as an essential part of life



and equally valuable. 




 


theworld stands still



In thesanctuary listening



The world placidly in its sanctuary. 



The sanctuary is where you go to take on thatnon judgemental evaluation of worth.




 


for therapture and humility



The rapture or humility  isthe way you react to the world. 



If you can take everything in with clarity. 



If you can experience both rapture and humility equally, 



than you have a measure of worth.



whichare my only proof




 


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