stench of lavender
By joanna dinair

Hello, Joanna I like this better than your other efforts. First thing I’ve seen on here approaching ’POETRY’. I suppose your are saying that the stench of lavender is masking a lot of sins and that there is [life is] a masquerade. Not quite sure but I think this is what your are saying. It isn’t very clear. It may be me of course, but I think you could re work this - the idea is worth some more effort.[sometimes a poem evolves over a period of days/weeks/months. Keep this one and look at it again periodically. It will evolve.] I may come back to it - this is just an immediate reaction. The juxtaposition of ‘lavender fields’ and ‘mowed down’ may be giving the wrong image. To ‘mow’ is to cut grass with a blade or machine [sometimes I have a problem with American idioms - if you are American you may have a different intention/understanding] Is this what you mean here? If it is imagery/metaphor it doesn’t fit well because ‘field’ makes it literal. And, do you mean ‘high brow girls’ with ‘stunted’ minds? Let me know if this is helpful [or stoopid!] on here or by e-mail. THERE IS A MUCH BETTER SITE FOR ANYONE REALLY INTERESTED IN POETRY. i THINK YOU HAVE THE TALENT TO GO THERE. http://criticalpoet.com they are very friendly, knowledgeable, and experienced. There are forums for beginners/medium/advanced and hard ball crit for those who can take it.