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very surrealist poetry here, Razel!
#6 is especially gorgeous to me -> "how is it possible to stand in your air / without wool, new england?" "i cannot / sleep until the birds converse" really interesting exploration of what it means to be a poet and to self-label oneself as an artist, I think, which is really easy to ruminate on when you surround yourself by other artists. I enjoyed the feeling that being a poet is something that might carry a little bit of shame, as well, since that is quite realistic.
^ also loved #10 and #13! your usage of aquatic imagery is so unique and adds this feeling of submersion / suffocation to your poetry - like, there is so much imagery that is just filling each poem to the brim.
happy poeting!
#6 is especially gorgeous to me -> "how is it possible to stand in your air / without wool, new england?" "i cannot / sleep until the birds converse" really interesting exploration of what it means to be a poet and to self-label oneself as an artist, I think, which is really easy to ruminate on when you surround yourself by other artists. I enjoyed the feeling that being a poet is something that might carry a little bit of shame, as well, since that is quite realistic.
^ also loved #10 and #13! your usage of aquatic imagery is so unique and adds this feeling of submersion / suffocation to your poetry - like, there is so much imagery that is just filling each poem to the brim.
happy poeting!
