wow that is really good!! im not a big fan of poetry,sonnets,and epics(lena and i are reading homer's the odyssey in our honors english class at school and we dont like it very much! its taking too much time away from us writing our fanfic about snape!!) but, this is an exception! the describtions are just beautiful and it does remind me of the book night by elie wiesel because of the horrific describtions. that you for your wonderful sonnet!!
Author's Response: Wow, thanks! Like... gee, thanks a whole bunch! You're a really, really nice reviewer. Ad for myself, I love poetry, but in a very selective way. I hate pretentious poets, and there's just some acceptable styles that really grate on my nerves. And then sometimes people read poems in this "poem-reading" voice (for lack of a better adjective, but I'm sure you know what I'm talking about), which is infuriating. But I have always loved sonnets, and I have a couple dozen memorized. Glad you liked this one; I actually have written better, but it wasn't applicable to fanfiction, so I didn't post it.
WOW, that was simply amazing. I love the vivid descriptions. I envy you, I wish I could write like that. Great job!
Author's Response: Thank you so much, you have me grinning like an idiot with such a compliment! I actually have written sonnets I like better than this one, but there's no way I could twist them into fanfiction, so there you go.
Just an afterthought--this reminded me of a speech given by Elie Wiesel, who won the Nobel Prize for literature. He survived the Holocaust and wrote several books on it.
"I though they heard my begging, brutal cries
Inside this isle, this dungeon dark with death.[...]
But no one ever came to end my pain
And torture in this horrid hole of black"
He said how one hollow comfort those in the death camps felt was that nobody but the Nazis knew of their existance. When they found out, years later, that America and the rest knew of the horrors going on, he couldn't understand why nobody stood up for the innocent, who had done no wrong.
A bit of a strech, but once again, you made me think.
Nice : )
Author's Response: Hee, I love your multiple reviews! :D That's a really great poit you made there. I have yet to read Elie Wiesel's "Night", but I hear it's quite a fascinating read. My English teacher was going to listen to him speak, but he got caught in bad weather, and they (my teacher and other teachers, that is) had to listen to him over radio or something. The Americans (and the rest of the world, for that matter) were very blind to the death camps in WWII. Some people nowadays even choose to believe it all never happened. As for me, it's no stretch of the imagination to believe human's can be that cruel. Innocent victims suffer constantly, and often for no reason. Degrading the convesation a bit (but only a bit), that reminded me of the movie "Hostel," which portrayed innocent people being lured into a murder-for-profit business, where they were brutally tortured. That has much of the same pointless human cruelty that is so rampant in the world, as well as brutal and disgusting violence to match. I had no problem with suspending my disbelief with that movie. Anyway, I'm rambling. I'm glad I'm making you think! Islander
The imagery here is very goood, and the despair that Sirius feels is most tangible.
Excellent, of course : )
Author's Response: Thanks! I really like writing poems, because they can convey an idea that's too brief for even a one-shot, and the imagery is so much more flexible than in prose. Glad you enjoyed this one!
What a nice poem you've got her, Islander. It's well written, told, and keeps a quite nice rhythm. I'm usually not fond of poems following a certain pattern, but this is, rest assured, an expection.
My favourite line would have to be
Though once I thought that one day I’d be free,
This is my life, and will forever be.
as it cleverly ends the piece in a way working as a closure for the poem.
Author's Response: Wow, thanks for the long review! I usually find poems that follow a certain pattern easier to understand. I'm especially in love with Shakespeare's sonnets (which was why this poem was in the form of a Shakespearean sonnet instead of a Petrarchian sonnet). I always love writing the last two lines of any sonnet, because they always help make a nice conclusion to a story.
I really like this. It portrays a quiet desperation and hopelessness. It really gives you an insight into why Sirius's eyes have that "deadened" look. Good job!
Author's Response: Thank you very much for reading! I wrote this poem during school (as I have done with many original poems in the past), and I was pleased with how it turned out. BTW, I was looking at your profile page, and according to the quizzes you took, you are most like Hermione. So am I! I've taken more than one quiz of such a nature, and they've all said I'm like her. Even though I'm a boy. But that doesn't matter; I've noticed it in myself before I took the quiz anyway.
Wow! That was very poignant and you've depicted Sirius's feelings very accurately. I'm a big fan of Dark/Angst, so this short and stirring poem did attract me. But Sirius did have more hope than what you've depicted. And the rhyming was pretty good and soul-stirring, too! I'm getting really repititive *chuckles*. Though I admit that I don't understand the nuances of poetry very much. :( Can you please read and review a few of my one-shots?
Now, I've really enjoyed all your other stories and I'm sad to hear of your suspension. Good luck in resolving that!
Author's Response: I guess this poem was during one of his depressive stages, because I think he might have said in the books that there were times when he did nearly go mad, but in the end it was the realization that he was innocent that kept him sane. I doubt that thought would give me much, if any, hope if I was in his situation. Oh, and I've already got the suspension on HPFF solved--it actually took place a few months ago. Haha, I love Mugglenet so much more because of them!