an army of lungs
An exorbitant mountain of cigarettes.
What a glow when you hold one,
You squeeze it in your fingers:
You look at an army of lungs
thrown by the sidewalk
You're desperate
You're tearful and repented
But look at this army of lungs,
They have a smile printed on them.
Was it really worth it?
No!
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Posted Aug 22, 2022, 10:39 PM UTC
hi! love the poem. love the double meaning in the line "What a glow when you hole one" in particular.
i'm curious about a couple of word choices. in the first line, "An exorbitant mountain of cigarettes", is the word exorbitant really necessary? it seems perhaps over reinforced to say "exorbitant mountain". then in the seventh line, "You're tearful and repented", do you mean to say "repentant"? You might not mean to, it's just that with the present tense "You're" at the start of the line, the past tense "repented" seems... odd. It has a weird mouthfeel.
Both of these are up to you, I'm just wondering if you're 100% about them. Overall I thought it was great. And the army of lungs. That's a cool image.
with exorbitant I just mean extremely tall. I imagine myself looking at this mountain of cigarettes as tall that it's almost endless and the quantity of cigarettes surprises me.
To be honest the original poem was in italian so it could be possible that some words sound strange. I use you (singular) to make the reader empathize more with the poem but it seems that in italian it sounds better than in english.
For the word repented I didn't know the translation of "pentito" (when you feel guilty for something you did and you wouldn't do it again) so I searched it on google. With this word I meant that humanity looks at the mountain and at the lungs and feels really guilty about it. Thanks for the feedback <3
I think the singular you works. Also badass that you're doing poetry in two languages. <3
I usually write in italian but sometimes I write directly in english. To me english sounds more spontaneous but since italian is my favourite language I can use complicated words more easily with it. I translated this poem just to put it here on OCpoetry but I usually don't translate my poems.
also the actual poem was divided in three stanzas: one from the start to "sidewalk", one from "you're desperate" to "was it really worth it?" and the last stanza is just no! This way the first stanza's lines are decreasing in length, just like a sigarette when you consume it and the other two stanzas form a curve, that represents the cigarette being thrown away.
That's really cool, thank you for point it out!