Streetlamps

Streetlamps

A Poem by Meek McGee

She was tired of finding
People don't always mean what they say
Park benches seemed to 
Slip away-- Did they always 
Feel so cold when she 
Touched them?

Televisions shrunk in
Park windows-- Glazed a 
Static gray like sheet metal
Under heavy rain or
Shorting telephone wires by
Streetlamps

Doors open stagnantly: Did 
She open them, or were they
Never closed? A man walks
In or away-- What did he say? 
She doesn't know, but he left her 
Hanging by the lightpost

© 2014 Meek McGee


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As with the other poems of yours that I've read, I'm never sure I've really understood. You paint a mood with words, often with a slightly unhinged narrator. It's sort of stream of consciousness and I like that. the idea of park benches slipping away takes the ground from under your feet. There's an atmosphere of things being not quite right, but only in the way they are when we are obsessed with our inner feelings. Then the last two lines— left her hanging by the lightpost—I have the image of a woman hanged from a lampost, wartime retribution. Changes the mood completely. I'm sure that's not what you meant. What image should I have picked up there?

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Meek McGee

10 Years Ago

Thanks for taking the time to read my work again! I really loved reading your analysis. I've been tr.. read more
Jane Dougherty

10 Years Ago

No, that's fine as an explanation. It means that the image I had was the right one, in that it fits .. read more



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beautifully expressed and finely written. I love it's depth

Posted 10 Years Ago


Meek McGee

10 Years Ago

Thanks for reading!
As with the other poems of yours that I've read, I'm never sure I've really understood. You paint a mood with words, often with a slightly unhinged narrator. It's sort of stream of consciousness and I like that. the idea of park benches slipping away takes the ground from under your feet. There's an atmosphere of things being not quite right, but only in the way they are when we are obsessed with our inner feelings. Then the last two lines— left her hanging by the lightpost—I have the image of a woman hanged from a lampost, wartime retribution. Changes the mood completely. I'm sure that's not what you meant. What image should I have picked up there?

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Meek McGee

10 Years Ago

Thanks for taking the time to read my work again! I really loved reading your analysis. I've been tr.. read more
Jane Dougherty

10 Years Ago

No, that's fine as an explanation. It means that the image I had was the right one, in that it fits .. read more
I get the impression of someone walking the streets at night. Lonely. I may be way off but that's what this piece invokes in me.
Very good imagery.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on May 24, 2014
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Meek McGee
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I love writing poetry, and thought that maybe this would be the place to get into it again. I really enjoy music, anime, and books. Especially anything that has a hint of wonder of fantasy to it. F.. more..

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