Creation
at secret harbors
nets catch newly born children
fisherman blubber
and smoke cigarettes deeply
as each leave the womb
by Micah Zevin 2010
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This is a one man dog and pony show my friends. I hold the strings in my hand even if they are tangled strings they are my puppets, or so I think. This is my space to explore absurdly serious realities and you are free to respond and send me your good or bad cheer but your reactions are welcome in the maelstrom of beauty that is poetry...Hi ho!
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1 comment:
Micah, I love this. But (in my conformist opinion) you need some punctuation, and to clarify the antecedant for "each" - each Fisherman, or each newly born child?:
at secret harbors
nets catch newly born children.
Fisherman blubber
and smoke cigarettes deeply
as each [powerful word here][verb instead of leave] the womb.
This is quite an amazing poem! I'm going to go read the others now!
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