- Last seen on Nov 22 4:05 PM. Member since December 8, 2007.
- I am a 21 year old girl (Great Britain)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a graduate, currently temping to save money for my travels!.
- I have 17 comments, 1 archived poem
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/ / We are spun out forever from “now”, / Home is a skeleton. / A landscape gleaming wildly; / Saturated by spring / But the colours are draining into the years, / Life unravelling / From cardboard boxes and baskets. / / I could alm226 words, November 16
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/ / Suits resurrected from musty cupboards; / Faces plastered. / Driving on driving / till cars flock and lie like sardines, / / We are all a reservoir of ill-fitting gowns and mortarboards. / I have never been so smart yet felt so stup
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Twenty two and nine months / A gulping tyrant wave / Washing me up / Into the coffee I sip amongst colleagues / Razor lights shard the impending November morning, / The bare trees are painted in kohl. / Time subtly translat
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on Morgantown by Bailiwick, on May 30I love the language you use in the poem, especially in the first line "when we were moons around a shared sphere of days" The language and the tone of the poem suspends a wonderful sense of nostalgia that runs through the whole of the poem. The enjambment you use causes the poem to flow really nicely. I also loved the way you establish a sense of introspection and inner world amongst the scene you describe. A wonderful write, well done!
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on The river Lethe by RoisinDubh, on May 30Great title, which is ironic to reader when they start to read the poem. I liked the simplicity of the poem which added to the poignancy of it's meaning.
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