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about your poems is how raw the emotion is in them. They always feel as though you are blasting your soul out on the page (or screen), and perhaps you are. That quality makes your poems personal to the reader, or at least to me. The downside is that sometimes the actual narrative (i.e. the events described by the poem) are a bit obscure.

But that's OK, or at least secondary, because you power the thing so much with your words.

Well done.

Many of my favorite poems are a puzzle box that I might see myself inside of - there might never be the perfect click of its having been completely opened, but it can be more than enough to hold something so strange and beautiful in your hands and to turn it over and over in that state of hopeful wonder. This one feels like a balm. It feels as though it's full of a grace that might have come after the fact, but not too late. And while I might not need that right now, I'm certain I will again at some point. I thank you for putting it here (the screen in front of me; my head; my heart).

I am sorry for all your suffering. May you find peace and forgiveness.

So much in so few words my heart goes out to this soul

Beautiful anna

I submitted and ran and I apologize! I do appreciate the feedback.

Another poster said this was beautiful; I am not sure about that at all; I felt that I was looking at a single open page of a book, a book of much vaster narrative. But that single page says so much, in particular expresses raw emotion far beyond my capacity. Worth many re-reads.