OMG. This is so beautiful. I have tears in my eyes now (bad news since I am at the school library at the moment and its crowded). It is such a beautifully written poem.
Author's Response: Lol, I hate when I start laughing or crying at fanfiction when others are around, but you do get some interesting looks. Thanks!
This is a really great poem about lycantrophy. I came here to read challenge poems because I was bored, and really didn't expect to read any good ones for challenge two, but this one was pleasantly surprising. I have to wonder who's POV this is in, and I'm not sure if this about Lupin, Greyback, or werewolves in general. I still liked it.
His monthly death, hides his beauty from the world Those two lines were my favorites, for reasons I don't know. For some reason, the phrase "Monthly death" really stood out to me. They really represent a lot about how life has its ups and downs.
But sunrise comes, and man is reborn That line is so amazing. I know sunrise is a simple thing about lyncanthropy, but by using it in that way, you really extend its meaning, at least to me. If you are a musical freak like I am, you would know the song "Sunrise, Sunset" from the musical Fiddler on the Roof (in which I'm in a small production which opens tonight :) ) Essentially, the song is about life and maturing into adulthood, at least in my interpretation. The term "sunrise" made me think of that song, and how lycantrophy and metamorphasis are symbols of the human life. I devoured that third stanza. However, I noticed the rhytm was the teeniest bit off. You said "The wolf" and "the man" in the first two lines. However, in the last line, you said "and man." I think putting "And the man..." would make the poem more consistent and flow more.
In general, this is a really good poem! Best of luck in the challenge!
Author's Response: Thank for for this very thoughtful review. I was thinking about Lupin when I wote it, and it started out from Tonks POV, but I decided against it. I thought it would make the poem more meaningful if the reader could imagine themself talking about someone they knew. I didn't think of that song when I wrote this, but I should have. I love Fiddler on the Roof. Break a leg :)