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Sat Apr 01, 2023 12:26 am
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rubyxbanks says...



This is my first year participating in NaPo so I guess I got here just in time :) I hope that I'm making my thread correctly lol. Aiming for fifteen and hoping it doesn't prove to be too challenging...

1. Oblivion
2. sorry for being avoidant but i swear i had a reason
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Last edited by rubyxbanks on Mon Apr 10, 2023 11:11 pm, edited 2 times in total.
  





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Tue Apr 04, 2023 3:49 am
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alliyah says...



(this title is my whole napo mood so far this year! <3 Good luck in your poetry this month ruby!! You've got this!)
you should know i am a time traveler &
there is no season as achingly temporary as now
but i have promised to return
  





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Tue Apr 04, 2023 11:01 pm
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rubyxbanks says...



Oblivion

plump raindrops
fall around me
like tadpoles.
the ground is sodden
but steady
and i can sink
into grays like
a dull metal pot
cooking soup
on the stove.
tired eyes pulled open
sobered up
by the weeping sky.
a wedding veil
of fresh tears
Mother Nature’s bride.
lying face-down
in the slick grass
let me return
let your roots feast
on my flesh
pull the string and
switch off the
dusty attic lightbulb.
palms pressed
into the earth
a maternal embrace
smooth and gentle
ripples in a pond.

oblivion.

welcome home.
  





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Sat Apr 08, 2023 6:27 pm
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Hijinks says...



Spoiler! :
Ahh your first poem is jam packed with so many gritty images! In the first half, you do a great job of capturing that melancholy, dreary gray feeling that comes with a certain kind of rainy day. My favourite lines are "tired eyes pulled open / sobered up" - maybe that's just speaking to the part of me that's perpetually tired <.< but I love it.

And then in the second half of the poem the language and images become much more active and intense -> like "let your roots feast / on my flesh / pull the string and / switch off the / dusty attic lightbulb". The change of pace makes the poem even more gripping!

You're off to a fantastic start! I'm excited to see where you go from here - best of luck with your goal!
When you're faced with something you don't understand, I think the most natural thing but also least interesting thing you can be is afraid.

-- Hank Green

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(previously whatchamacallit and Seirre)
  





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Mon Apr 10, 2023 11:10 pm
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rubyxbanks says...



sorry for being avoidant but i swear i had a reason

(This is just a questioning my gender identity and reflecting on the past stream of consciousness sorry)

something in the swirling air
of my ceiling fan of spring of
'21 made me think of you
and now i was crying, too
as i did the unthinkable.
hey, can anybody else smell
strawberries and cigarette smoke?
i think i loved you as a proxy
rolling black sky and the taste of
salt.
i wanted companionship,
or something dumb like that
but a brick wall stood
between our fingertips and it is that i'm
nothing but my mother's daughter
and goddammit i should've known
my name.
i may have committed identity fraud
for some odd number of years
so i'm sorry,
i think you said the wrong thing
and that kind of took me out of it
but i promise it's not your fault that
when those syllables slipped out
from under your breath
they buried themselves under my skin
and made me get nauseous
and that i wanted to keep my sweater on
and the lights
off.
  








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