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<h3 id="notes">Notes</h3>
<p>From Rob</p>
<div class="verse">Rob MacWolf, [29 Jan 2022 14:18:28]
yeah, it&rsquo;s a nice touch like showing the strength of an emotion by showing, not the emotion, but the struggle to control it
Rob MacWolf, [2 Feb 2022 20:27:01]
i think i can see a sort of hidden theme in what you&rsquo;re doing here. there&rsquo;s an attempt to use Dwale&rsquo;s poetry to see something&ndash;in this case, each season&ndash;from its perspective. and then tease out, through anecdote, metaphor, and attempts at applying that perspective to other poetry, the depth and implications of that perspective.
Rob MacWolf, [2 Feb 2022 20:28:14]
sort of a &ldquo;ok, it says summer is such-and-such. how does that apply summers i remember? to the summer i had most recently? to what this translation of a haiku says about summer?&rdquo;
Rob MacWolf, [2 Feb 2022 20:28:37]
it&rsquo;s comparing poetic perspectives against eachother as if they were paint swatches
Madison Scott-Clary, [2 Feb 2022 20:33:25]
Yeah. like a way of trying to better understand someone you can&rsquo;t ask anymore.
Rob MacWolf, [2 Feb 2022 20:35:24]
indeed
Rob MacWolf, [2 Feb 2022 20:38:54]
i really like where you&rsquo;re going with this. i like the way that summer constituted a step up in the complexity of the introspection, which is going to be a good build to the much increased supply of applicable material for autumn. then if you can manage to simplify back in winter, and leave winter mostly for conclusions and summing up, give winter a kind of &ldquo;cried it all out&rdquo; catharsis? well, that&rsquo;ll be a hell of an emotional arc, which it&rsquo;s rare for an essay to have</div>
<h2 id="sources">Sources</h2>
<p>Dwale: 1979&ndash;July 2, 2021</p>
<p>From <em>Face Down in the Leaves</em>, 2019, Weasel Press.</p>
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For Summer has o&rsquo;er-brimm&rsquo;d their clammy cells.</div>
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