snippet

snippet

A Poem by Emily B
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still in progress / inspired by Eric

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I am snippets of conversation

overheard on your way to somewhere else

all the more tantalizing

for the details you miss.

 

Cups of steaming coffee

and scandalous nuance

wandering close

to ward off commonplace hours.

 

You crane nearer

trying to catch snatches

hovering somewhere near

synchronicity.

 

Come on over.

Pull up a chair.

I will make all plain--

Eventually.

© 2009 Emily B


Author's Note

Emily B
I think it will grow given enough sun and rain. Whitman encourages that Song of Myself. But I wonder if "I am" can be over-used after a while . . .

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I believe we all gather little pieces of information from each other through our writing and than try to paint a picture of those people that interest us the most, and at times we don't always see the real picture, or some of us just are curious enough to come out and ask people questions about themselves.
In reality, we only let people know what we want to let them know. Now you have me thinking. lol

Tony

Posted 15 Years Ago


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Plain I hope it never is, for then I'll be certain and that's the least lovable thing - like a leaf wafting in the wind, those sounds can wiggle their way in to my wishes, any day.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i'm sure you probably didn't mean for this to be read literally but i couldn't help but picture a coffee shop crowd, the writer being the self-aware subject of eavesdropping that relishes the enigma of out of context relationships.

"all the more tantalizing
for the details you miss" - i love this honest little poke at our own curious humanity. how the unknown is what is truly engaging. the mystery.

you have that rare gift emily, of spinning magical moments out of easily relatable daily life. i always enjoy reading your work.



Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I wish I had this kind of composure.
Beautiful work, Emily.

I'm gonna have to step away and get back into sorts.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

simple. original. easy to read. understandable. 'good'.

nicely written.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beautifully crafted poem. I particularly like the imagery throughout and in particular the third stanza. The last line/ word says to me that we need to invest a little more time in conversation and less to the sound byte in order to understand one another. So much to think about in those four little stanzas. Great job.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

So Good!
Like the plays put on riverboats traveling up and down
the crowds lining the bank. No one really seeing all of it
and having to fill in the blanks for those who were missing
pieces. It was called a floating opera made known by a book
of the same name by John Barth.
When I worked at various facilities I used to slowly pass by talkers
and catch "snippets" then put pictures together.

You write of human nature, which never changes.

So nice to read your words again,
Jack

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is a fantastic bit of sly frippery... a stolen moment in the lives of coffeehouse-goers. Something every human can relate to, having overhead a portion of some else's life and been intrigued. I usually write them into a story somehow.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

What I love about this poem is how the voice of the snippet has a fully formed personality that relishes it's power over others. It is a big tease and knows it. It loves that you go out of your way to grasp it. You focus all of your attention on it and all it is is mist and shadow. It almost feeds on this human curiousity, this desire to know. And when it says "eventually" at the end, I don't believe a word of it. Love the diction used here. Very visual and visceral. Images come easy from this poem. Great job!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I think, if one thinks about it, poetry is but snippets of conversation, pieces of one's heart and soul, laid out before others. Rarely does one work paint the entire picture - but more is just a mere glimpse into whatever emotion lays within the writers' mind and heart at that particular moment of time. They become like snapshots in a sense. And, if we are lucky, if we truly let our inner selves speak, we do indeed cause a reader or two to come nearer and try to catch more.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neat... captures our curiosity to tune in to others' words

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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