Ridicule

Ridicule

“That’s ridiculous,”
she said,
and I am wont
to agree.

Ridicule of the peasant mother,
hands grasping the doorframe,
sheepishly peering out of her door
at her husband and children
who work the field
and expect dinner.

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Elizabeth
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I haven't ever seen a poem with the word WONT in it... I forgot what It means...
in the conterxt, appearing to mean, persuaded and convinced... something like that....

I don't really get the history of this, is it based upon some sort of history?
I liked it though. Short... like a story, an introduction more like.

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Blue Haze
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"and I am wont to agree"

I dont understand this bit. In fact I dont really understand any of it although it appears to be well written. I will have to go over it again and see what I come up with.

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xanthan gum
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it took me a while to understand it, but when i did i only had praise for it. i apologize for the crappy critique, but can only beg you to leave it as it is - perfect. i loved how you put the first paragraph before the second, as well (if that made any sense.)



Let the wild rumpus start!
— Maurice Sendak