The Actual Moon

From the poems that I have read by Chris Forhan, his work totally tends to have a storyteller aspect to it. He pulls this proficiency off extremely well in that he lures the referee in and allows them to see, feel, hear, and be exactly where he is. His descriptions are plain and strong, but more importantly they are objectiveistic, and something that many give notice connect with.

        In The Actual Moon, The Actual Stars, Forhan presents a surreal quality to the reader as his character awakes as a soul and wanders the night searching for everything and zip fastener. He allows you to hear the sounds with the chirrs and clicks, and a man without breath or breathlessness which actually sounds breathy. He also uses sound within the words to create images, such(prenominal) as sweat soaks the sheets, and whitening a single window. Everything seems to advance to life in his poem, the night tugs at me with its bustle and fuss, his thoughts give and twitch, and bits of gravel scattered/on the blacktop glinting manage stars pull his final thoughts together.

        The ghost-like image that Forhan creates gives the reader vivid descriptions of this neighbour hood at night from the sensor light in the side yard, to the black/plastic garbage bins/wheeled to the ends of driveways. As his character wanders the night he comes in suffer with these real things but they do not come in contact with him. The are also ghost like and whole images to him. just now the actual moon and the actual stars are bright and preponderating in the characters mind and eyes.



The moon reflects off of the ground and bottle caps and the stars shine brightly illuminating the sky. These seem to be the only thing that he understands throughout his wanderings; that there will invariably be the real things in life no press who you are or where you are.

        I think this poem is fire and seems to flow a lot smoother than From a Shaded Porch. I like his concept of telling stories in his poems, but nothing farfetched- all ideas that the reader can grasp, understand, and experience for themselves. This poem is teach to the sense that others do have these wandering dreams and do call into question whats real and whats not.

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