he twentieth of June and there were times we forgot to wind up your alarm clock and some nights we took our gin warm and neat from old jelly glasses while the sun blew out of sight
Sometimes spending time with loved ones makes time nonexistant.
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one day I tied my hair back with a ribbon and you said that I looked almost like a puritan lady and what I remember best is that the door to your room was the door to mine.
I like this because it shows that even the small things matter.
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By the first of August the invisible beetles began to snore and the grass was as tough as hemp and was no color—no more than the sand was a color
The opening line here really paints a picture and I can imagine how the beetles sound.
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A man and a woman Are one. A man and a woman and a blackbird Are one.
I thought this line was interesting because I interpreted it as that like men, women, and animals are all equals.
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The river is moving. The blackbird must be flying. XIII It was evening all afternoon. It was snowing And it was going to snow. The blackbird sat In the cedar-limbs
I liked this cause it shows how time and weather can make time feel different. The line "It was evening all afternoon" particularly stood out because it paints a picture of how time is standing still.
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Icicles filled the long window With barbaric glass. The shadow of the blackbird Crossed it, to and fro. The mood Traced in the shadow An indecipherable cause.
I think this shows how simple something like watching a bird can change your mood. It reminds me of how sometimes it changes and you don't even know why,
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Poetry is also life, imagined or real, told selectively, told so that someone else might understand the truth of it and its emotional and experiential content.
I found this interesting. I never thought of poetry as fiction. I know it can be, but most of the poems I've read have always been about real life experiences.
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My Sister’s Skin was the color of peach pit. I saw my sister in her mahogany casket, her color was not quite—she had high- lighter on her—as a spirit would—her cheeks and nose. Would I never see her again? It was October and the sky in flames. Also: Ashes. Her ashes. I fell all down. The casket was not centered and knocked (was she knocking?) against the hearse door. I fell all down (as an echo. All down) In black wool, my body so near hers in the cuff of wintering air.
I think that this excerpt solidifies when the author said poems are an expression of emotion, like love or loss.
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an arrangement of language that conveys a story, an idea, or an emotion. an emotional expression including (but not limited to) loss or love. a purposeful gathering of literary techniques, which may include the visual (imagery), the sonic (assonance, alliterations, repetition), and the figurative (metaphor, simile).
I like that the author gives different meanings to what a poem can be. I think a lot of people when they hear poem think rhyming. But I especially liked number 2 when they said "an emotional expression including (but not limited to) loss or love."
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