Let me clarify the question a bit. Player A has both Dovescape and Guile in play. The Dovescape/Guile interaction I understand (and I have outlined it in the spoiler below).
When a player plays a noncreature spell here's what happens:
1) Dovescape's ability triggers, then (if both players pass priority) resolves while the spell is on the stack. Guile's ability replaces the "counter that spell" part of Dovescape's triggered ability. The spell is removed from the game and Player A may play it. If he does, Dovescape's ability will trigger again (but not go on the stack yet). Then he'll get the tokens.
2) Dovescape's ability is now done resolving. The original spell is gone from the stack, replaced by a "new" version of itself (played using Guile's abiltiy). Dovescape's ability is again put on the stack, bringing us back to (1).
This interaction creates an arbitrarily large loop and an arbitrarily large number of bird tokens. My question regards the above interaction when Player B (the player without the Guile and Dovescape) controls a Teferi, Mage of Zhalfir.
The Dovescape aspect is, in reality, immaterial, it's just the means by which a spell is countered while Teferi is in play. If one player controls Guile and the other Teferi, can the player controlling Guile play spells using Guile's ability while Teferi is in play? Is Guile's ability still on the stack and resolving when you would be playing the spell (and thus it is not a time that sorceries can be played)?
Player A has Dovescape and Guile in play. Player B has Teferi, Mage of Zhalfir in play. If a player plays a noncreature spell, that spell is countered by Dovescape and removed from the game by Guile. Can the spell be played using Guile's ability while Teferi is in play? Since it is played as a part of the resolution of Guile's ability can it not be played since there is an ability on the stack at that time? Would it be different if the spell was countered by something else (and thus there wasn't anything on the stack when Guile's ability resolved)?
Alright, so you activated the mirror entity for 4 in this situation?
4/4 from that
+2/+2 from Evershrike's ability
+6/+6 from the other 3 creatures in play that share types (Colossus, Druid, and Mirror Entity, all 3 are all creature types)
that makes a 12/12
If no mirror entity activation, you would have
2/2 Evershrike
+2/+2 from Evershrike's ability
+4/+4 from Alpha Status (Colossus and Entity both share types with the Evershrike)
making it an 8/8
If Mirror Entity has been activated Alpha Status will also count your opponent's creatures as long as they have at least one creature type.
No problem, you were correct with the result so you must have a pretty good intuitive knowledge
One important thing to note with Chameleon Colossus' doubling ability is that when the ability resolves, it defines the number in place of X and that doesn't change at any later point. In this example, it is +14/+14 because the Colossus' power and toughness was 14/14 at the time the ability resolved. If you played the Mirror Entity's ability for 6 after this point in time, it would not suddenly make the +14/+14 turn into +16/+16, it remains a +14/+14 effect until the end of turn. The Colossus would now be a 6+10+14=30/30 instead of a 28/28.
For instance if you Giant Growth the Colossus afterwards it will only become a 31/31, not a 34/34.
Since Colossus' ability and Mirror Entity's ability both apply in the same layer, why would the second activation of Mirror Entity's ability (after the resolution of Colossus' ability) be applied before the Colossus' ability, even though it has a later timestamp? It is my understanding that the later timestamp of the second Mirror Entity activation (since it is applied in the same later as the Colossus' ability) would essential negate the Colossus' ability.
Cold steel hits the fire,
_heated to bright white,
Bellows steady pumping,
_fans the flames up high,
Hot steel on the anvil,
_molded blow by blow,
Back into the passion,
_heated just once more.
Air breathed from the bellows,
_quickens stroke by stroke,
Flames are leaping higher,
_all consuming hope.
Red to yellow, yellow white,
_into the air once more,
Hammer’s steady pounding,
_cutting through the roar,
Then quick from flame to water,
_salt that makes it soft,
Time that makes the difference,
_hard’ning what was wrought.
You and me together,
_the steel that’s in the flame,
The passion flooding through me,
_calling you by name,
My heart, my breath the bellows,
_quick’ning with every sight,
Floating ever higher,
_my soul is turned to right.
Now out of the fire,
_you change me day by day,
Your word, your touch the hammer,
_molding me like clay.
And when I must depart you,
_the sword from the heat pulled,
The emotion that was rampant,
_by water now quenched full.
But when once more I see you,
_and feelings spring to life, Then I know you’ll soften, _time hardened pain and strife.
Thirty days has September
And all of them I do remember
Halfway in things went awry
Halfway out I thought I’d die
As expected went October
As suspected you weren’t sober
Thirty days and then one more
Thirty one days I did deplore
Soon thereafter came November
Just as long as was September
On the second you left me dry
On the third I wondered why
And finally I do recall
December killed me most of all
Perpetuated by my folly
Was holly jolly melancholy
A bittersweet yet tasteless thing
Not quite a gash not quite a sting
It’s hard to say just what it is
But when it’s yours it’s hard to live
Another year has rolled around
There’s not a sight and not a sound
Of you know who shall not be named
Least I slip back into my shame
I like this poem. It does a good job of utilizing a traditional structure and rhyme, while bringing something more to it with it's seriousness. With the first line the reader has some expectation of what's to come (due to the well-known mnemonic), but that expectation is soon gone as the poem plays out. There are a couple of spots where I stumbled in reading it, or where I switched words around because it read better to me. Every time I read it I see "did I deplore" rather that "I did deplore," in the last line I read "Lest" instead of "Least," and I feel that "you-know-who" should be hyphenated as it is used as a single noun. If it is, however, a single noun referring to the unknown person it doesn't quite fit in the line, as another 'who' would be needed after it. Not quite sure about this part, and it's probably where I had the most trouble reading the poem. Finally, I think it would read a bit better with punctuation as needed. Relatively trivial things, but that's what would make it read better to me. Overall though I think it's well done, while reading nicely and having an interesting story. The reader is left to guess at the details behind the words and what has happened in the past year.
If all you do is speak the truth,
no one will ever listen,
Because the truth is there is no truth,
And no one wants to hear that.
I dare you to think about it.
I dare you to think.
This poem is short and gets straight to the point. The message is clear and concise, and I'm not sure if that's something that I like or don't like. It does make you think for a bit about what it's saying, but the command to do so I think doesn't really fit. Also, rhythm-wise it feels better to me with "that there is no truth" in the second line.
", by Madding">Empty
My heart is thick With phantom mist A shadowed forest, fireless For the will-o-wisps That flit to kiss the dark Have all but vanished
(Like a thousand stars Held tight within the grip Of Mammon's fist!)
's work out this problem together", by Sam111111">Let's work out this problem together
I said I wasn't going to be home tonight
but you thought that meant that I would have sex with hookers and party until the wee hours of the evening
(or at least that is what it seemed like to me looking at you with behaviorism suspicious and brooding)
When I say where I'm going you don't believe me
and my mouth makes this facial tic when I am telling
the truth
but it makes you think that I am lying
that I am a bad person
I would like to ask you why I am really so off-putting all the time to you
though I am also off-putting to a large number of other people with whom
(without this problem)
I would have a nice and marvelous time.
The truth of the matter is that it should be all right for me to leave you alone.
But maybe you are paranoid. I am well versed in the manner of
paranoids
and
schizophrenics
and others with medical brain problems
as I am a licensed doctor, and you should be able to tell me your concerns so that we can address them promptly.
I know a very lot indeed about surgery, in fact when the knife goes through the flesh ...
...
oh yes and you know you really do not appreciate
my feelings even the smallest bit
and i feel perfectly justified in doing this
i mean i have feelings too, right,
and i would wonder why you are so - just plain mean! but
it may be a bit too late for that with her questioning stare looking through and around me
i sense your presence in the room though you are not here, not really
the windows to the cellar are closed but it is drafty and i shiver.
But shouldn't it be marvelous? Why,
We're really having a marvelous time,
you and I.
't beat 'em, join 'em", by msun641">If you can't beat 'em, join 'em
Society's an old paper lunch bag,
Covered in vomit and
Filled with carbon dioxide of addicts.
Lying discarded and wrinkled
Among jagged glass bottles
And bloviating in the ashen wind
Like some pompous fool...
Who am I kidding?
", by Caitiri">Dream
One night while walking..........................And this I saw........................................I broke my stare
..through darkest wood............................as I slowly moved...................................and turned to run
..A vision appeared to me.........................Still closer to the Lamb............................The spirit at my back
With satyr’s horns.................................His wool was tipped.................................He quickly pounced
..and softest voice..................................with silver,............................................and with claws so sharp
..He bid my life to see..............................I slowly reached my hand.........................He powered his attack
And in my mind....................... .............It sat so still..........................................Like the bite of steel
..began to play.......................................he came to me.......................................he rent my flesh
..With dreamy quality...............................And brushed against my touch..................And I thought he’d steal my soul
A spurious song....................................It plunged my mind..................................But at that instant
..with meter short...................................into the sky...........................................the sun arose
..And beat so wildly.................................And filled my heart with love.....................And light painted o’er the whole
It tore my soul,....................................But my rapture was..................................The fire, it danced
..my mind was rent.................................so quickly ended......................................and flowed along
..In two by that fiery twin........................When right before my eyes........................Enfolding the deadly scene
Until I could not...................................The little Lamb,.................................... ...And with it’s power
..bear but break.....................................so innocent.............................................the Tiger faded
..My gaze and turn from him.....................Changed quick to my surprise................... ..Back to whence it came
And all around me.................................I cringed away........................................I slowly rose
..came the wails.....................................in loathing, fear.......................................and felt my skin
..Of sinner’s bleak despair.........................From the creature in my sight....................Untarnished by the blight
Whose reaching hands...........................With fiery fur..........................................And again began
..and ghostly touch.................................so darkly slashed.....................................to walk through trees
..Forced mine eyes despite my prayer.........It seemed to absorb the light.....................Now bathed by healing light
But upon turning back............................But that light then burned........................And as I walked
..I saw.......................................... .......within his eyes........................................I thought about
..With pleasure and relief........................ .The fiery forge that made the skies............The images I had seen
The creature had been...........................And it cast............................................And I wished that I
..changed in form....................................an eerie glow on me.................................could have them now
..A Lamb mine eyes did meet.....................Frozen beneath his gaze...........................Like I had them in that Dream
A Lamb so small....................................Slowly I stood.........................................Tiger and Lamb,
..with milky fur........................................and backed away....................................the two as one
..And eyes that gleamed within..................And with each step behind........................Both beside me as I walk
I looked with pleasure............................His image blurred......................................One on my left
..upon his face.......................................around the edge.......................................one on my right
..And took a step toward him....................‘Till it blurred into my mind..........................To catch me if I fall
But with each step................................But still his gaze.......................................But instead I walk with neither
..and reaching hand.................................always so steady......................................through this forest of my life
..He further moved from me.......................And staring back so fierce........................And I know I’ll face them once again
‘Til in a sweat.......................................With Nature’s power....................................when the stars come out at night.
..from my fast sprint................................and hidden hope
..I stopped again to see...........................It seemed my soul to pierce
‘Hallelujah.’ she whispers…
she whispers and wonders why,
wonders why and she sighs,
she sighs and looks to the sky.
And she breathes.
She breathes and the cold air enters her lungs,
as the cold air enters her lungs, her eyes fill with tears,
her eyes fill with tears, unaccounted, unanswered for…
Sometimes the joy,
the joy and the sadness mixture,
and the saddening mixture explodes within.
Explodes within and tears fall outside.
Life cannot be contained,
cannot be contained nor predicted and not controlled,
nor predicted and not controlled. Only lived.
Only lived, lived with all you’ve got.
And you are the only thing that you have.
The only thing you have but cannot own,
cannot own, because you gave it,
because you gave it on your own free will. Why did you?
She looks inside herself and sighs.
she sighs and wonders why,
she wonders why and she whispers...
She whispers, ‘Hallelujah…'
I will be doing reviews this round in the near future, but for now I'd just like to address some of the comments on my own poem.
@Sam111111: Yes, the poem is on the long side for this contest, but I wanted to see how people would feel about that. As for your commenting about the formating (ie down or across), I think it's pretty standard that columns are read top to bottom in most cases, but that's just me (and yes, it is top to bottom). The majority of your comments are in regards to what you deem "scanning problems." At first I thought I knew what you meant (ie rhythm and structure problems that cause the reader to stumble upon reading), but your suggestion to replace 'spurious' with 'specious' doesn't seem to fit this definition. They have the same number of syllables, the same suffix for rhyming, and, as you pointed out, mean close to the same thing. I have a hard time understanding why 'specious' fits any better than 'spurious' and would appreciate if you could elaborate (both in general on what you mean by scanning problems and specifically on these words). I haven't had an issue with the syllables reading it, but if you could be more specific I'd certainly look at it more closely. As for the triplets not rhyming, I agree that it would be nice if they were all perfect rhymes, but to me it's not worth sacrificing the content of the poem to achieve that. Most are near rhymes, except for one stanza in the middle where I change the rhyme scheme (something I'm not sure if I like, but I was having a really hard time fitting a rhyme to that stanza).
@_IF_: Obviously it's my poem, so I don't think it's too long. Any shorter and it would be missing part of the story, which I'm not willing to sacrifice. Is there a more specific reason you though it was too long? How did it lose you in the middle? Or is it just too long for this contest?
@George: Thanks for the tip, my question to you is then how do I do columns (or even indenting for that matter!) when I'm posting on these forums? I put it into columns because it is so long and I didn't want it to be one lengthy post that people had to keep scrolling down for. If there's an easier way to do columns I would love to learn it. Same goes for indenting, since much of my poetry has specific formatting (see last round), being able to indent is important. Any suggestions?
Thanks for the comments everyone. I'll get back with reviews soon!
What happens if I play Delay on a general? Can it still be played while it's suspended, as it's removed from the game? Does it come into play, when there are no counters left? Also, how does this count towards the cost going up?
There are basically two parts to this.
1. When the last time counter is removed the general will be played. You do not have to pay the additional cost for playing him at this time and playing him this way (due to the last suspend counter being removed) does not count toward the increasing cost of playing him again.
2. While the general is suspended he is removed from the game and can therefore be played for an additional {2}. This will count towards the increasing cost the next time you play him.
You can find discussion on this here. Note there is a lot of speculation within that thread until an official answer is given.
Also, I've seen a couple of foil cards where somehow they removed everything from the front of the card so that nothing but the shine was left. Anyone have a clue how that was done? I got a lot of junky foil cards that could use some custom sprucing up...
I believe acetone and a soft cloth (or cottonballs and Q-tips?) can be used. Just tape off what you don't want removed and try not to use too much. You don't want it soaking into the card at all.
I don't believe you could say you are attacking for 1, as that suggests the amount of damage you will be doing. You could, however, say you are attacking with a 1/3 or with a creature with 1 power.
If you have no other creatures on the battlefield then you will have to sacrifice Kjeldoran Dead to its own ability.
-Caitiri
Yes. It will be put into the graveyard after the second activation resolves. The rest will resolve normally.
-Caitiri
__on eagles' wings
_Above the dark crow's call.
And let me love
__with a child's eye
_Before again I fall.
-Caitiri
1) Dovescape's ability triggers, then (if both players pass priority) resolves while the spell is on the stack. Guile's ability replaces the "counter that spell" part of Dovescape's triggered ability. The spell is removed from the game and Player A may play it. If he does, Dovescape's ability will trigger again (but not go on the stack yet). Then he'll get the tokens.
2) Dovescape's ability is now done resolving. The original spell is gone from the stack, replaced by a "new" version of itself (played using Guile's abiltiy). Dovescape's ability is again put on the stack, bringing us back to (1).
This interaction creates an arbitrarily large loop and an arbitrarily large number of bird tokens. My question regards the above interaction when Player B (the player without the Guile and Dovescape) controls a Teferi, Mage of Zhalfir.
The Dovescape aspect is, in reality, immaterial, it's just the means by which a spell is countered while Teferi is in play. If one player controls Guile and the other Teferi, can the player controlling Guile play spells using Guile's ability while Teferi is in play? Is Guile's ability still on the stack and resolving when you would be playing the spell (and thus it is not a time that sorceries can be played)?
Thanks,
Caitiri
Thanks,
Caitiri
If Mirror Entity has been activated Alpha Status will also count your opponent's creatures as long as they have at least one creature type.
-Caitiri
Since Colossus' ability and Mirror Entity's ability both apply in the same layer, why would the second activation of Mirror Entity's ability (after the resolution of Colossus' ability) be applied before the Colossus' ability, even though it has a later timestamp? It is my understanding that the later timestamp of the second Mirror Entity activation (since it is applied in the same later as the Colossus' ability) would essential negate the Colossus' ability.
Thanks,
Caitiri
EDIT: Nevermind.
Cold steel hits the fire,
_heated to bright white,
Bellows steady pumping,
_fans the flames up high,
Hot steel on the anvil,
_molded blow by blow,
Back into the passion,
_heated just once more.
Air breathed from the bellows,
_quickens stroke by stroke,
Flames are leaping higher,
_all consuming hope.
Red to yellow, yellow white,
_into the air once more,
Hammer’s steady pounding,
_cutting through the roar,
Then quick from flame to water,
_salt that makes it soft,
Time that makes the difference,
_hard’ning what was wrought.
You and me together,
_the steel that’s in the flame,
The passion flooding through me,
_calling you by name,
My heart, my breath the bellows,
_quick’ning with every sight,
Floating ever higher,
_my soul is turned to right.
Now out of the fire,
_you change me day by day,
Your word, your touch the hammer,
_molding me like clay.
And when I must depart you,
_the sword from the heat pulled,
The emotion that was rampant,
_by water now quenched full.
But when once more I see you,
_and feelings spring to life,
Then I know you’ll soften,
_time hardened pain and strife.
A flowing breath of air,
Heart plucked before its time,
Whispering of despair.
Pain and tragic loss,
As it withers and it dies,
All too great a cost,
As its spirit flies on high.
Thirty days has September
And all of them I do remember
Halfway in things went awry
Halfway out I thought I’d die
As expected went October
As suspected you weren’t sober
Thirty days and then one more
Thirty one days I did deplore
Soon thereafter came November
Just as long as was September
On the second you left me dry
On the third I wondered why
And finally I do recall
December killed me most of all
Perpetuated by my folly
Was holly jolly melancholy
A bittersweet yet tasteless thing
Not quite a gash not quite a sting
It’s hard to say just what it is
But when it’s yours it’s hard to live
Another year has rolled around
There’s not a sight and not a sound
Of you know who shall not be named
Least I slip back into my shame
I like this poem. It does a good job of utilizing a traditional structure and rhyme, while bringing something more to it with it's seriousness. With the first line the reader has some expectation of what's to come (due to the well-known mnemonic), but that expectation is soon gone as the poem plays out. There are a couple of spots where I stumbled in reading it, or where I switched words around because it read better to me. Every time I read it I see "did I deplore" rather that "I did deplore," in the last line I read "Lest" instead of "Least," and I feel that "you-know-who" should be hyphenated as it is used as a single noun. If it is, however, a single noun referring to the unknown person it doesn't quite fit in the line, as another 'who' would be needed after it. Not quite sure about this part, and it's probably where I had the most trouble reading the poem. Finally, I think it would read a bit better with punctuation as needed. Relatively trivial things, but that's what would make it read better to me. Overall though I think it's well done, while reading nicely and having an interesting story. The reader is left to guess at the details behind the words and what has happened in the past year.
no one will ever listen,
Because the truth is there is no truth,
And no one wants to hear that.
I dare you to think about it.
I dare you to think.
This poem is short and gets straight to the point. The message is clear and concise, and I'm not sure if that's something that I like or don't like. It does make you think for a bit about what it's saying, but the command to do so I think doesn't really fit. Also, rhythm-wise it feels better to me with "that there is no truth" in the second line.
My heart is thick
With phantom mist
A shadowed forest, fireless
For the will-o-wisps
That flit to kiss the dark
Have all but vanished
(Like a thousand stars
Held tight within the grip
Of Mammon's fist!)
I said I wasn't going to be home tonight
but you thought that meant that I would have sex with hookers and party until the wee hours of the evening
(or at least that is what it seemed like to me looking at you with behaviorism suspicious and brooding)
When I say where I'm going you don't believe me
and my mouth makes this facial tic when I am telling
the truth
but it makes you think that I am lying
that I am a bad person
I would like to ask you why I am really so off-putting all the time to you
though I am also off-putting to a large number of other people with whom
(without this problem)
I would have a nice and marvelous time.
The truth of the matter is that it should be all right for me to leave you alone.
But maybe you are paranoid. I am well versed in the manner of
paranoids
and
schizophrenics
and others with medical brain problems
as I am a licensed doctor, and you should be able to tell me your concerns so that we can address them promptly.
I know a very lot indeed about surgery, in fact when the knife goes through the flesh ...
...
oh yes and you know you really do not appreciate
my feelings even the smallest bit
and i feel perfectly justified in doing this
i mean i have feelings too, right,
and i would wonder why you are so - just plain mean! but
it may be a bit too late for that with her questioning stare looking through and around me
i sense your presence in the room though you are not here, not really
the windows to the cellar are closed but it is drafty and i shiver.
But shouldn't it be marvelous? Why,
We're really having a marvelous time,
you and I.
Society's an old paper lunch bag,
Covered in vomit and
Filled with carbon dioxide of addicts.
Lying discarded and wrinkled
Among jagged glass bottles
And bloviating in the ashen wind
Like some pompous fool...
Who am I kidding?
One night while walking..........................And this I saw........................................I broke my stare
..through darkest wood............................as I slowly moved...................................and turned to run
..A vision appeared to me.........................Still closer to the Lamb............................The spirit at my back
With satyr’s horns.................................His wool was tipped.................................He quickly pounced
..and softest voice..................................with silver,............................................and with claws so sharp
..He bid my life to see..............................I slowly reached my hand.........................He powered his attack
And in my mind....................... .............It sat so still..........................................Like the bite of steel
..began to play.......................................he came to me.......................................he rent my flesh
..With dreamy quality...............................And brushed against my touch..................And I thought he’d steal my soul
A spurious song....................................It plunged my mind..................................But at that instant
..with meter short...................................into the sky...........................................the sun arose
..And beat so wildly.................................And filled my heart with love.....................And light painted o’er the whole
It tore my soul,....................................But my rapture was..................................The fire, it danced
..my mind was rent.................................so quickly ended......................................and flowed along
..In two by that fiery twin........................When right before my eyes........................Enfolding the deadly scene
Until I could not...................................The little Lamb,.................................... ...And with it’s power
..bear but break.....................................so innocent.............................................the Tiger faded
..My gaze and turn from him.....................Changed quick to my surprise................... ..Back to whence it came
And all around me.................................I cringed away........................................I slowly rose
..came the wails.....................................in loathing, fear.......................................and felt my skin
..Of sinner’s bleak despair.........................From the creature in my sight....................Untarnished by the blight
Whose reaching hands...........................With fiery fur..........................................And again began
..and ghostly touch.................................so darkly slashed.....................................to walk through trees
..Forced mine eyes despite my prayer.........It seemed to absorb the light.....................Now bathed by healing light
But upon turning back............................But that light then burned........................And as I walked
..I saw.......................................... .......within his eyes........................................I thought about
..With pleasure and relief........................ .The fiery forge that made the skies............The images I had seen
The creature had been...........................And it cast............................................And I wished that I
..changed in form....................................an eerie glow on me.................................could have them now
..A Lamb mine eyes did meet.....................Frozen beneath his gaze...........................Like I had them in that Dream
A Lamb so small....................................Slowly I stood.........................................Tiger and Lamb,
..with milky fur........................................and backed away....................................the two as one
..And eyes that gleamed within..................And with each step behind........................Both beside me as I walk
I looked with pleasure............................His image blurred......................................One on my left
..upon his face.......................................around the edge.......................................one on my right
..And took a step toward him....................‘Till it blurred into my mind..........................To catch me if I fall
But with each step................................But still his gaze.......................................But instead I walk with neither
..and reaching hand.................................always so steady......................................through this forest of my life
..He further moved from me.......................And staring back so fierce........................And I know I’ll face them once again
‘Til in a sweat.......................................With Nature’s power....................................when the stars come out at night.
..from my fast sprint................................and hidden hope
..I stopped again to see...........................It seemed my soul to pierce
...........................................................................................................................................................-Caitiri
‘Hallelujah.’ she whispers…
she whispers and wonders why,
wonders why and she sighs,
she sighs and looks to the sky.
And she breathes.
She breathes and the cold air enters her lungs,
as the cold air enters her lungs, her eyes fill with tears,
her eyes fill with tears, unaccounted, unanswered for…
Sometimes the joy,
the joy and the sadness mixture,
and the saddening mixture explodes within.
Explodes within and tears fall outside.
Life cannot be contained,
cannot be contained nor predicted and not controlled,
nor predicted and not controlled. Only lived.
Only lived, lived with all you’ve got.
And you are the only thing that you have.
The only thing you have but cannot own,
cannot own, because you gave it,
because you gave it on your own free will. Why did you?
She looks inside herself and sighs.
she sighs and wonders why,
she wonders why and she whispers...
She whispers, ‘Hallelujah…'
She whispers, ‘Hallelujah.'
@Sam111111: Yes, the poem is on the long side for this contest, but I wanted to see how people would feel about that. As for your commenting about the formating (ie down or across), I think it's pretty standard that columns are read top to bottom in most cases, but that's just me (and yes, it is top to bottom). The majority of your comments are in regards to what you deem "scanning problems." At first I thought I knew what you meant (ie rhythm and structure problems that cause the reader to stumble upon reading), but your suggestion to replace 'spurious' with 'specious' doesn't seem to fit this definition. They have the same number of syllables, the same suffix for rhyming, and, as you pointed out, mean close to the same thing. I have a hard time understanding why 'specious' fits any better than 'spurious' and would appreciate if you could elaborate (both in general on what you mean by scanning problems and specifically on these words). I haven't had an issue with the syllables reading it, but if you could be more specific I'd certainly look at it more closely. As for the triplets not rhyming, I agree that it would be nice if they were all perfect rhymes, but to me it's not worth sacrificing the content of the poem to achieve that. Most are near rhymes, except for one stanza in the middle where I change the rhyme scheme (something I'm not sure if I like, but I was having a really hard time fitting a rhyme to that stanza).
@_IF_: Obviously it's my poem, so I don't think it's too long. Any shorter and it would be missing part of the story, which I'm not willing to sacrifice. Is there a more specific reason you though it was too long? How did it lose you in the middle? Or is it just too long for this contest?
@George: Thanks for the tip, my question to you is then how do I do columns (or even indenting for that matter!) when I'm posting on these forums? I put it into columns because it is so long and I didn't want it to be one lengthy post that people had to keep scrolling down for. If there's an easier way to do columns I would love to learn it. Same goes for indenting, since much of my poetry has specific formatting (see last round), being able to indent is important. Any suggestions?
Thanks for the comments everyone. I'll get back with reviews soon!
-Caitiri
There are basically two parts to this.
1. When the last time counter is removed the general will be played. You do not have to pay the additional cost for playing him at this time and playing him this way (due to the last suspend counter being removed) does not count toward the increasing cost of playing him again.
2. While the general is suspended he is removed from the game and can therefore be played for an additional {2}. This will count towards the increasing cost the next time you play him.
You can find discussion on this here. Note there is a lot of speculation within that thread until an official answer is given.
-Caitiri
-Caitiri
I believe acetone and a soft cloth (or cottonballs and Q-tips?) can be used. Just tape off what you don't want removed and try not to use too much. You don't want it soaking into the card at all.
-Caitiri
-Caitiri