to tell me the world
but I am stubborn
I am shocked in sections
to realize my mother
open as a shadow
in the middle of this life
I find myself lying
flat, face down
following how my anger
gets lost late at night
in family elegy
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Intersecting at Stoppard
Tom Stoppard died this week. I've been in awe of his work since I was an undergraduate, maybe even before I actually ever read his work,...
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The first stanza--I can identify!
The third and fourth stanzas are so relatable in other areas than grief/death. Other people can find themselves in them due to family rifts, estrangements, abuse, etc. It's so empathetic.
I have but one note: the word "sections" is a bit flat here. Maybe rework the line? "I am shocked each sunrise" or "I am shocked each moment"...something closer to the time metaphor.
I like the title. Am I wrong or did you post more pictures of sunsets and the night sky this fall? Because you had endings on your mind, I guess.
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