On my Way to Buy a Pack

On my Way to Buy a Pack

A Poem by Alisa
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feelings, at 18.

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Moments like this I wish I could call you 
to come get me 
I would crawl into your arms
and breathe out fully
Moments like this
when my grandfather forgets who he is;
how grand a man he is
when before my eyes the shiny glass
casing he was in 
shatters
and I see real life
and age
time, how it passes
what it does to people 
what it does to us
& in barely audible whisper: what liquor does for clarity
moments like these I wish you'd be here to 
tell me
you don't need a cigarette alisa 
your grandfather is an amazing man
you will be an amazing mom
and our love will weather the storm in its 
own way
and I love you, 
and I will, always
but I can't call you, 
so I will have a cigarette
and I will be an amazing mom
and writing this s**t down will be good 
enough
until - whomever it is I end up with, when our love and our eyes
are weathered by time
I love you already, 
and I will, always

© 2019 Alisa


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You write some intriguing and powerfully poetic pieces, Alisa, and I'm sitting here stunned and amazed! I have a couple of small critiques, if I may:

- "in barely audible whisper" (this either needs an "a" or for "whisper" to be pluralized. It otherwise comes off as strange and the last you'd want in a poem is a line that comes off as strange).

- "writing this s**t down...." (swearing needs to be done with utter care, for if not done right, they the bomb explodes and ruins all the beauty you had created. This is an example of it. It's a swear, that despite being minor, and despite possibly finding a niche within the poem given the tone of the section, because it's an unexpected usage, it ruins the beauty of the piece, so in order to ensure that the experience of this poem is in the end as brilliant as you intended it to be, it would be best to switch the swear out for another word, so readers are not so suddenly taken out of the magic by the jarring explosion of this bomb).

This poem is otherwise fan-tas-tic!! Well freaking done!

Posted 5 Years Ago



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Alisa
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Amherst , MA



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