This is a small poetry club that started as a poetry email exchange between two friends. Our goal is to read a poem everyday, and this blog is one way to help keep us accountable. There is only one valid rule in poetry club: there are no rules in poetry club. Read any poem, in any order, with any or no interactions. You decide. We only suggest you read poetry!
The Simplicity of and texture of emotion here leaves you wide open. The lower case letters and lack of punctuation also makes me feel an almost warped intensity- as if looking over a dark well...a fear and fascination that may or may not be there- hanging in the air.
The author made a lot of good word choices: "shards of desire," "fractured glass," laugh, love, and "bitter and unaware." Then the title puts a different spin on it. Like a circle, the narrator being brought back from the fractured glass. But the glass is still fractured, love is still vulnerable.
The Simplicity of and texture of emotion here leaves you wide open. The lower case letters and lack of punctuation also makes me feel an almost warped intensity- as if looking over a dark well...a fear and fascination that may or may not be there- hanging in the air.
ReplyDeleteThe author made a lot of good word choices: "shards of desire," "fractured glass," laugh, love, and "bitter and unaware." Then the title puts a different spin on it. Like a circle, the narrator being brought back from the fractured glass. But the glass is still fractured, love is still vulnerable.
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