April 27 Chilly
April 27 ChillyI shiver on your new red couch, hunched over as if still driving through the relentless rain.At the bottom of my glass,I watch our life, swirling in ice and broken promises.You ask me...
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The first stanza really got me shivering and you carried it through well.
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Wow, very very good! Oh, how I love these compact little poems with whole lives in them. I love the way the chilliness works and also the way a few specific concrete details just make it all sing: red...
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very good, chilly poem. That red couch! and the almost buried reek of guilt.
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Agree with others -- short, high-impact poem that precisely conveys the misery and chill in such an encounter. Love the way to the car . . . doesn't sound like things worked out.
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