Hey, Storm. I'm here for the review that I promised you. Before I start, I want to preface this review that poetry is not my area of expertise and I might get somethings wrong.
I'm honestly mostly apathetic towards this poem. I've read stuff about this before and I'll probably read something like it again. It feels like a deeply personal poem and I do understand the sentiment behind it, but it still doesn't really manage to connect.
we children who wear cloaks of invisibility in our own homes.
This is an alright introductory line, but it lends a starting fantasy element that's never really explored upon or added to. It offers an interesting visual, but it's not a visual that ever returns.
A lot of the elements in this poem feel disconnected, in a weird way. No imagery is ever built on, so there isn't really any strong overlapping theme other than what's directly stated (fear of rejection, fear of abandonment, fear of disapproval). I feel like I could mix and match some of the stanzas in the middle and nothing really central would change. The things in this poem that could be strongest in terms of imagery and metaphor are instead plainly stated, talking away some of the poetic impact that it could have and some of the building blocks that could be created.
First stanza is lack of safety in own home and public, second stanza is being forced to come out too early (if I had to take a wild guess), third stanza is about the narrator coming out, fourth stanza is about a disapproving family, final stanza is about ignorance. All of this has a similar theme (LGBT issues) and flows together in terms of technical language, but again, it doesn't flow well in terms of imagery and transferring from topic to topic.
i know the boy with the lemon bars;
the boy who learned that lemon bars don't taste quite as good
This second line in this stanza could be so much better in terms of description. Lemon bars, if not properly sweetened, could probably come out as really sour, right? What about the feeling of strong sour lemon on your tongue instead of saying that the bars don't taste quite as good? The original phrasing feels non-committal, when I feel like it should be more passionate and... connect-y.
because there's still an irrational fear of unacceptance
Again, I'd rather feel how the narrator feels in this instance, instead of being told.
All-in-all, this wasn't a bad poem. It took me multiple times of rereading to really find anything to comment on, so kudos to you. If you have any questions or if something I said didn't make sense, then feel free to let me know. I hope that you'll keep on writing!
-E
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