a drink at brengman's

Sometimes simplicity works so nicely to establish this kind of longing, something that can be universally understood by anyone that has ever missed another person. I love it.

I am impressed by your choosing of something profound to be answered by what is probably in one of those "Ask your friends these questions if you're bored" lists I'll see across the internet every so often. Longing/heartache/missing someone can be described in so many different ways, but I also like that this poem feels slightly reminiscent of a Buzzfeed quiz. Or maybe that's one too many internet references today.

I also like that you specify which type of famous person you think would be counted as important, a thinker, a poet, or a composer. This could purely be personal taste, but to me, it's interesting to see what ideas people do have in which this question would best be used for. When I would ask my parents that, they would answer in terms of previous family members, but also famous people important to them, such as President Obama or Oprah.

The repetition in this is lovely since it reaffirms as to the point of this poem -- demonstrating that the reader/person is the most important person to the speaker, is the main person that they will always want to see, moreso than anyone who's famous or has done something significant in history. It's a quirk of bittersweet and sheer love coming from these short lines.

I do not drink much at all, so I do not know what a Killian's drink is, but I also love that there are specific details in this and not only common/generalities about the person being spoken about. It shows this true longing, since they are describing someone that is unique, is their own person with "a writer's digest" and an "erasable pen" although I truly did love the few erasable pens I was able to buy in school.

I also like the last line a lot, for it shows that this is a true friendship. The speaker wants so badly just to see this person again, to have a lovely conversation with them, to have them in front of them sitting like I'd assume they had before in the past. I truly want the speaker to have that opportunity again one day.

I always have and always will enjoy your poetry. <3

This poem was really sweet! I don’t know why, but I kinda of envisioned the poem taking place in some bar in a magical world where you could just summon someone, alive or dead, and have a drink with them (maybe it’s just my overactive imagination, lol).

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I love how chill and normal this poem is. Like I imagine a person walking into an empty bar with ghosts looking-people and real alive looking people. And they walk up to me so chill and down-to-earth, saying, "c'mon, have a drink with me. Don't worry I won't drug you, I just want to have a drink with you. I don't know if you are dead or alive, but I would like to catch up with you." Although, I think it might sad or happy because it's like this person is longing to just have a drink with anyone because they're lonely or they just want that one person, you.

Thank you for sharing a beautiful masterpiece of yours. Have a good morning, day, afternoon, or night.

a beautiful piece.

This poem so perfectly captures the feeling of heartache / longing. It's beautiful and I keep thinking about it. <3

This is somehow both sweet and sad. Bittersweet. Sweet because out of all those glorious thinkers and artists, the reader is the most interesting to you. Sad because the reader, or I suppose whoever you specifically were addressing when you wrote this, is dead and the thing you write about is the two people in your poem simply being together. There is a longing and a quiet love in the simplicity of this piece that sort of breaks my heart.

Thank you for sharing this.

I would have a drink with you too. <3 Though... maybe not a pint of killian's, lol.

I really love the simplicity of this - it makes it feel so sincere <3