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Robert2oo
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(5/6/02 4:17 pm)
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Faerie Weather -- Looking for crits on this one
Faerie Weather

I heard the call of faerie weather. I pulled aside the kitchen curtains and looked out the window and saw dark thunder rolling down the hills, bringing a roiling flood of purple mixed with fiery flashes. It was a good time to go for a walk along the creek, if you're not afraid of getting wet, if you're not afraid of a little thunder, if you're not afraid of the gods striking you dead for the sin of hubris.

I smiled to myself...

...and walked out the front door, down the steps, and down the path along the creek. It was a hot summer day and the air was thick and heavy with the ripe smells of life and love and honeysuckle vines, all overlaid with the electric promise of the coming storm. I heard another gentle, rolling, rumble of distant thunder as a cool breeze swept over me. I heard the approaching splatter of a handful of heavy drops crashing through the leafy foliage that overhangs the creek. Somewhere a water nymph laughed within the liquid babble. I heard the skitter of small creatures scurrying to find shelter.

My dad used to tell me that it was possible for brownian motion to move all the air particles to one side of the room, leaving me to gasp for air in the vacuum left behind, just not very likely, he'd say. So long ago that was; so many worlds away. I wondered what he would think of hearing your voice singing in the wind, calling my name.

A flash of brilliance, followed almost instantly by thunder felt to the marrow of my bones, and the onslaught of storm was upon me. Rain and wind became a pounding river that battered and swept and swirled. Fiery flashes lit the air again and again and again, with never ending crash and crack of exploding thunder all around. And still I heard you calling.

There are ways to enter faerie. There are times of the seasons, of the moon, of the sun and the planets, when the door between is open if you look. And there is faerie weather, if you're willing to find the way.

Brownian motion, I suppose. The rain around me stopped, although I could hear it still, all about. The flashes continued, a constant stream of bursting light. The thunder rolled and rumbled, but only rolled and rumbled -- somewhere else, not quite here. I stepped into the clearing at the top of the little fall that tumbled down to the swimming hole. You were there, sitting on a rock at the edge of the fall, legs tucked beneath you, looking at me, smiling at me, inviting me. You blew me a kiss -- and turned and dove into the pool below. Without a thought, I followed.

Faerie queen, oh faerie queen, goddess of the earth -- hold me, Love, and kiss me. Close the door again to faerie; I'll not be going back.

PW Earsman
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(5/7/02 3:37 pm)
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Re: Faerie Weather -- Looking for crits on this one
Hello Robert,
I"m not good at unravelling metaphor so please forgive me if I appear to have lost the plot on occasions here.


Faerie Weather

I heard the call of faerie weather. I pulled aside the kitchen curtains and looked out the window and saw dark thunder rolling down the hills, bringing a roiling flood of purple mixed with fiery flashes.

I might chop down the above to read...

Hearing the call of faerie weather, I looked out the window. Dark thunder (clouds) rolled down the hills bringing a roiling flood of purple mixed with fiery flashes.

It was a good time to go for a walk along the creek, if you're not afraid of getting wet, if you're not afraid of a little thunder, if you're not afraid of the gods striking you dead for the sin of hubris.

I'm not sure how 'hubris' is significant here. It's not referred to later either as far as I can tell.



...and walked out the front door, down the steps, and down the path along the creek. It was a hot summer day and the air was thick and heavy with the ripe smells of life and love and honeysuckle vines, all overlaid with the electric promise of the coming storm. I heard another gentle, rolling, rumble of distant thunder as a cool breeze swept over me. I heard the approaching splatter of a handful of heavy drops crashing through the leafy foliage that overhangs the creek. Somewhere a water nymph laughed within the liquid babble. I heard the skitter of small creatures scurrying to find shelter.

There are two 'down(s)' in close proximity. Perhaps, 'along the path that ran beside the creek.'

Two 'heard(s)' close together. Perhaps, 'I heard another gentle, rolling rumble of distant thunder as a cool breeze swept over me. The approaching splatter of a handful of heavy drops crashed through the leafy foliage that overhangs the creek.'

There is also a mixture of tenses here. Not a huge problem. But for what it's worth, you have drops that 'crashed,' (past) followed by foliage that 'overhangs' (present.) Obviously the foliage could still 'overhang' after the event, so I guess it's only a minor point.
The word 'leafy' seems redundant.

My dad used to tell me...

This phrase would suggest that he often told you this. Is that what you mean? Or perhaps, 'My dad once told me...'

A flash of brilliance, followed almost instantly by thunder felt to the marrow of my bones, and the onslaught of storm was upon me. Rain and wind became a pounding river that battered and swept and swirled. Fiery flashes lit the air again and again and again, with never ending crash and crack of exploding thunder all around. And still I heard you calling.

Using the phrase 'almost instantly' is qualifying a definitive.

I might start this bit by saying, 'With a flash of brilliance closely followed by thunder I felt to the marrow of my bones, the onslaught of storm was upon me.'

Robert, this is a lyrical little piece although I must confess that I suspect a higher meaning has escaped me.

I look forward to more of this style of writing - maybe the clouds will clear for me. Eventually.

cheers
Peter

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