my assiduous empathy
is a cartographer of quintessence
recording, in turn,
everyone of luminescence
the freaks, the geeks and
the passionate creators
the flawed, from abroad and
the erstwhile dictators
their idiolect captured
in meticulous detail
every particular nuance
logged without fail
i converse, it's a curse,
through a mental portal
unsurpassed in contrast
to the actual mortal
6. Works better than some of the others. It just needs more concrete imagery to balance out the wordplay elements (which are fine, just not enough on their own.) By now you should be noticing a pattern in my comments. Poems convey experience. Imagery is how experience is conveyed - specifically, concrete, striking, and original details.
I like the rhythm of it, especially after the first time I read it it seemed to really move well.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I understand where it is going but, I got lost in it