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All I Want

All I want for Christmas is the perfect man. I don’t want late night conversations or parental introductions I don’t want to talk to his mother or to meet his father I don’t want Love Actually or Serendipity I don’t want to watch baseball or play scrabble I want loafers and button downs I want […]

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Two Little Minutes

I don’t remember it But at the same time, I do Falling- Or, rather, the moment before. That jolt of shock you get When you slip on the patch of ice you never saw Or when you miss a step in the dark I know I was airborne I know I hit my head, But […]

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Refuge Lost

Refuge was once that old barn on the hill Where we went every day But now the old boards creak a warning, sharp and shrill   Sometimes we’d sleep there, waking as the swallows began to trill We were always safe and warm, nestled in the hay Refuge was once that old barn on the […]

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Alligator

It wasn’t like any other Sunday. We’re up too early, driving home in the sunrise. Fingers wrapped tightly around the steering wheel. It’s worth it though.   There’s an entire ocean in the space between the seats. A space not breached by contact or conversation. March air ruffles my hair across my face.   Words […]

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India Arie

“You will never be white,” she said.  “Just because you talk proper and straighten your hair, and you have a good education doesn’t mean that you will ever be more than an ugly black girl.” she continued.  I stopped smiling and stood completely still.  It was as if her words had cast a spell on […]

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While reading Sylvia Plath’s poem I got the sense that the woman of the story was going through a recent breakup with a guy she was really in love with. I think the repetition of the statement “I think I made you up in my head” showed how hard it is for her to understand […]

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Losing is harder than it seems

Elizabeth Bishop hit the nail on the head with her poem “One Art.” She was able to articulate common occurrences in a way that brings about a sense of sorrow with the loss of each item. She designed the poem in a way to make the reader slow down and take the time to feel […]

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Mad Girl’s Blog Post

“I shut my tab and all the post drops dead; I lift my mouse and all is born again. (I think I lost my post inside my head.) The keys go waltzing out in black and white, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the post drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into keys And sung me […]

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Dylan Thomas’s poem affected me the most out of all of the poems this week.  The speaker is encouraging the old and dying to fight against death, or “that good night.”  At the end of the poem, we learn why: the speaker’s father is dying, and he is imploring his father to fight back against death […]

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THE MUSIC REACHED DOWN MY THROAT, to nourish with each reverberating, electronic note and echoed with bittersweet, vibrant pungency out my ears. I was touched by music in an entirely new way when I heard/ ingested Maggot Brain for the first time.   I had allowed Napster and Instant Messaging to creep into my life […]

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Essence of Autumn

Red, orange, yellow, brown; pumpkins, candied apples, sweaters, crisp air.   These are some of the things that come to mind when one thinks of fall. However, for some there is something more important, football. Football sets the stage for the beginning of autumn.   Tailgates, barbeque, chanting, partying, team colors, fantasy football, rivalries.   […]

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“Icarus is not for us”

David Lucas’s poem “About Suffering–,” is beautiful, both lyrically and visually.  Lucas uses metaphors to paint pictures in our minds, bringing life and depth to actions and emotions. There are no stanza breaks in this poem; it’s a continuous block of verse, flowing from one line to the next.  Some lines contain more than one […]

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My favorite poem out of the ones assigned to us was James Wright’s “Lying in a Hammock at William Duffy’s Farm in Pine Island, Minnesota.”  Perhaps my favorite element of the poem was the author’s use of colors.  There is a clear division in the two color schemes used: there is a theme of dark […]

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I really enjoyed how James Wright wrote his poem “Lying in a Hammock at William Duffy’s Farm in Pine Island, Minnesota.” Although I have never been to Minnesota, reading his poem I felt like it was a warm day, and I was outside in a Hammock experiencing the day the way he was explaining in […]

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Last Sunday I decided to visit the diner. I watched Frida’s powdered sugar brow melt away atop my new friend Jay’s stack. I felt at home. I was there to return a fleece on my way through town. I stayed because of the energy of acceptance and community. It was no different from when I […]

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Arboretum

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Additional Poems

Here are links to some poems — some new, some old — for you to explore. Some of these pages include the author reading her poem; I encourage you to listen as you read. Cecelia Llompart, “Omens” Paula Bohince, “Deer at Twilight” Adelaide Crapsey, “Amaze” Cynthia Manick, “A Taste of Blue” H.D., “Sea Lily” Sally Bliumis-Dunn, “Echolocation” […]

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Ansel Elkins’s poem, “Going to the Movies Alone” differs from the other poems that we have discussed so far in that it does not have a defined syllabic structure.  It does have some structure to it, though, in the repeated use of the phrase “I want.”  Using these words repeatedly shows how the speaker is longing for […]

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Better Than Ice Cream

In my room back home, I have an old black CD and cassette player.  Around the age of fourteen, I went through a stage where I would go up into the attic and dig through the boxes of CD’s that my parents had collected over the years.  I’d go through and pull out anything that […]

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My Voice

  I was distant back then. Distant from my family, friends, and in some ways myself. I put up a wall to block anyone from getting too close. Every time someone tried to get near I would push them away until they were safely on the other side of that wall. I preferred it that […]

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