LITR 3731: Creative Writing
Student Poetry Submission 2005

Devon Kitch

Four

(final version)

Friends, we are moving

            Apart in our lives.  Moving

                        Apart in our thoughts. 

Where once we were

                                    Inseparable.

Perhaps we can stay the same

Memories fossilized

            Forever

            Frozen

            In time’s fantastical reflection

Friendships falter

                        Subside

                                    And remain

And though I try to refrain from changing

I wake up and find myself changed.

We will never relive our days of

            Drunken ex-boyfriend house wrapping

            Spur of the moment river rafting

            And watching the sun rise as we drive

                                    Home 

From somewhere we never should have been.

Those days when recklessness pervaded

                                                                        and elated

                                                                        our suburban lives.

I miss you all as we were

            And as we are now

                        Lost in the monotony

                        Busy with the business

                        of what may seem important.

We--the friends time cannot stress

                        the four that must remain  

                        though less and less.

                        


(original submission)

 

Four

Friends, we are moving

            Apart in our lives.  Moving

                        Apart in our thoughts. 

Where once we were

                                    Inseparable.

Perhaps we can stay the same

Memories fossilized

            Forever

            Frozen

            In time’s fantastical reflection

Friendships falter

                        Subside

                                    And remain

And though I try to refrain from changing

I wake up and find myself changed.

We will never relive our days of

            Drunken ex-boyfriend house wrapping

            Spur of the moment river rafting

            And watching the sun rise as we drive

                                    Home 

From somewhere we never should have been.

Those days when recklessness pervaded

                                                                        and elated

                                                                        our suburban lives.

I miss you all as we were

            And as we are now

                        Lost in the monotony

                        Busy with the business

                        of what may seem important.

We- the ones time will not stress

                        the four that must remain to tempt time’s test. 

 


            I decided to change several things about the poem largely due to the urgings of the class.  However, I could not bring myself to remove the archaic “pervaded” from the line “Those days when recklessness pervaded”.  “Pervaded” best conveys my meaning even though it is a bit more uncommon than other word choices.  I took out several of my other archaic words and replaced them with suitable alternatives.  I changed “of what we deem important” to “of what may seem important”.  I changed the entire next to last line from “We- the four that time cannot digress” to “We-the friends time will not stress”.  I removed “four” to avoid repetition.  Indeed, time puts stress on relationships, but this is much closer to my intended meaning than “digress” and sounds less out-dated.  I capitalized a couple more words that seemed to need it and removed the period from “Home.”.  The period created a pause that the readers noticed and I did not intend.  I decided to leave “busy with the business” even though it had a couple of objections.  I wanted it to sound more like “Busy with the busy-ness”, but that isn’t a word.  I suppose with poetry you can create words to suit your needs, but I believe that busy-ness would distract the reader.  The line “I wake up and find that friendship strained” sounds good, but I really wanted to write “I wake up and find myself changed” or “I wake up and find that I am changed”.  Now I think the latter sounds best, but my revision contains the former.   

            I fully welcome and appreciate the advice and criticism of the class.  I did not notice most of the poem’s flaws that an extra set of eyes saw.  Having my work scrutinized wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.  I did struggle with the changes to my “archaic” language because I really do use words like “deem” and “pervaded” in my everyday language; so I guess that would be further proof of my weirdness.  I almost felt as if I had to dumb down the more intelligent word choices to match the common words.  I tried to reach a compromise by leaving some of the words and removing others. 

            I am actually giving this poem to my friends along with their WAY overdue Christmas presents.  The poem conveys my conflicting feelings of sadness, hope, and happiness with friendships that are growing up.  “Four” represents my feelings of becoming a mother and leaving behind the things that seemed so important at eighteen, twenty, and even twenty two.