"Young Woman Drawing" by Marie-Denise Villers‘Luckily for the Lovelorn’ by E.V. Wyler The Society April 17, 2019 Beauty, Poetry 18 Comments Luckily for the bereft grieving through darkness alone, dawn is abundantly deft at its medicinal tone. When a new morning appears, duty abruptly commands focusing thoughts on careers and some routinized demands. During distressing ordeals, structural chores are, of course spokes on restorative wheels, turning with rhythmical force . . . Familiar labors assigned (whether unique or mundane) comfort the crestfallen mind like an elixir for pain. Physical efforts promote pleasing endorphins to rise. Mental endeavors demote misery’s spirit and size. Affable people abound, sharing benevolent goals. Meaningful purpose is found, forged in incredible roles. Muscular hearts can attest circular time is renowned for its centrifugal zest, helping the lovelorn rebound! E. V. “Beth” Wyler is a poet and writer whose poetry has appeared in The Eclectic Muse: A Poetry Journal, Feelings of the Heart, Nuthouse Magazine, The Pink Chameleon, The Poet’s Haven, The Rotary Dial, The Society of Classical Poets Journal, The Storyteller, Vox Poetica, WestWard Quarterly, and on the website of USA Patriotism! Accepted poems have publications pending in The Lyric and The Stray Branch. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. 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Not only are our daily chores important to others, but they are also helpful to ourselves because they redirect our attention away from our own internal pain. The inspiration for this poem came from watching several 20-somethings handle breakups. Reply James A, Tweedie April 17, 2019 E.V. I have found that one of the most difficult challenges in creative writing is composing proverbs, adages, aphorisms, epigrams, or the sort of pithy sayings associated with Solomon, Jesus, and Ben Franklin’s Poor Richard’s Almanack. Yet you have somehow managed to string at least eleven of them in a cohesive, coherent, rhythmic, rhyming and tightly structured poem. To say the least, I’m impressed! Like Amy, my day has been brightened by the upbeat sentiment. Reply E. V. April 18, 2019 Thank you. Your comment brightened my day, too! Reply David Paul Behrens April 17, 2019 This poem is deep and at the same time easy and enjoyable to read. Well done! Reply E. V. April 18, 2019 Thank you. I worked hard to make it read easily. Thank you for picking that up. Reply Joseph S. Salemi April 17, 2019 It’s wonderful to read a set of nice dactyls! They’re not that easy to compose, but they have a delightful jogging rhythm. My only objection is to the word “Familiar” at the start if the fourth quatrain. Since it is normally pronounced “fa-MILL-yer”, it doesn’t fit the meter easily, and is a stumbling block. Might I suggest the following substitution? Various labors assigned Reply E. V. April 18, 2019 Prof. Salemi, thank you for commenting on my poem. This was the 1st poem I’ve written in which I’ve paid close attention to meter. It was challenging and a lot more difficult than I thought it would be. As you can see, I’m still learning, and the “familiar” (fa-MILL-yer) escaped me. How about: Multiple labors assigned Reply C.B. Anderson April 17, 2019 E. V., I don’t know whether or not this was your overarching plan for the meter of the poem or it just came to you that way , but the consistency of the rhythm (with the exception of “Familiar,” as Dr. Salemi noted above) was exemplary. If no one objects, I shall call it catalectic dactylic trimeter. Any who object better have good reasons, or else they should just stuff it. Reply E. V. April 18, 2019 Thank you. Your compliment means a lot to me. Reply Mark Stone April 17, 2019 E.V. Here are several quick comments. My favorite lines are #16 & #20, and my favorite stanza is #3. I like that not every line begins with a capital letter. I agree that “Familiar” should be replaced with a dactyl. Another option is: “Suitable labors assigned”. I don’t understand what “circular time” means. Should there be a comma after “bereft” and after “of course”? In short, a great poem. Reply E. V. April 18, 2019 Mark, perhaps it’s because I never formally studied poetry (in school) that I prefer not to start each line with a capital letter. A clock’s hands illustrate the circularity of time repetitively unfolding; i.e., this time next week will be Thursday again … and (a week later) again … and again. Although I can see why someone might place a comma after bereft, I chose not to do it. There should be a comma after “of course”. Thank you for your thought-provoking comments. Reply David Watt April 19, 2019 Firstly, I like the fact that you have explored the human aspects of mood restoration, without straying from the theme. Secondly, the work you put into the meter has resulted in creating a smooth, and enjoyable piece. Reply E. V. April 19, 2019 Thank you; both were my intentions. I wanted to begin the poem in a dark place and then immediately head towards the light without looking back into the darkness. Also, I’ve learned to appreciate the amount of time and effort required to make the words flow smoothly. Thank you for noticing. Reply Nathaniel McKee April 19, 2019 Great rythm in this poem, its reads at a trotting pace. Good message, too: when pain comes, don’t stop living. Reply E. V. April 19, 2019 Thank you. That’s exactly what I was attempting to communicate. Reply Monty April 28, 2019 What a thoughtful, upbeat topic this is for a poem, EV. Very positive, and also very clearly written within a disciplined structure. I especially like the line (and its sentiment): “Dawn is.. deft at its medicinal tone” . . and, as another commented above, the 3rd stanza is high-class, with a quality use of metaphor. But above all else, the message that the poem conveys is so simply . . true! Reply E. V. April 30, 2019 Thank you, Monty! Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. 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