Shrill in this
tin wire cage,
I try to explain that;
Rain is my favourite
type of melancholy,
melancholy is my favourite
type of look,
look is my favourite
type of showing,
that I am a poet
in a cage of shame
able to sing
but never fly.
Bird Song
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I can't quite put my finger on why i like this poem...i read it half a dozen times, its filled with metaphors of anger, frustration and sadness, its very origional and for such a short poem it is filled with substance of that which i have already suggested...i guess thats why i liked it. Good post.
i really like this
the progression of "melancholy" and then "look" from stanza to stanza gives it a really nice rythm.
the conciseness of it gives it the frustration that i think is meant to be felt as it all feels vey pent upand just below the surface
i like the idea of a poet "able to sing/ but never fly."
i think it really nicely sums up the frustration felt in any creative process
i'm definitely feeling it
the progression of "melancholy" and then "look" from stanza to stanza gives it a really nice rythm.
the conciseness of it gives it the frustration that i think is meant to be felt as it all feels vey pent upand just below the surface
i like the idea of a poet "able to sing/ but never fly."
i think it really nicely sums up the frustration felt in any creative process
i'm definitely feeling it
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Yep, I liked this one as well
sentiment such as...
" Shrill in this
tin wire cage,
I try to explain that;
Rain is my favourite
type of melancholy,"
and then...
"look is my favourite
type of showing,
that I am a poet
in a cage of shame"
I like the way in which this poem is an utterly interlocked operation, and it works well.
BEST REGARDS
SEAN KINSELLA
sentiment such as...
" Shrill in this
tin wire cage,
I try to explain that;
Rain is my favourite
type of melancholy,"
and then...
"look is my favourite
type of showing,
that I am a poet
in a cage of shame"
I like the way in which this poem is an utterly interlocked operation, and it works well.
BEST REGARDS
SEAN KINSELLA