anybody have a map?

anybody have a map?

A Poem by Emily B

He only has so much patience.

If I only knew where the fault lines lie,

I might not dance so near the chasm.

© 2011 Emily B


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There are a great number of things I love about this--chiefly how much you manage to say without explicitly saying anything at all--but the one thing I really want to commend you on is the title. I don't have many beliefs about what poetry should be, but I do think that a title should not simply be lifted from the content of the poem, but instead, it should add something to the read. Yours does, even if in a tongue-in-cheek fashion, help to drive your point home. Lovely.

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Ha! Oh yes, Emily... and any maps to spare will not go to waste.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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There are a great number of things I love about this--chiefly how much you manage to say without explicitly saying anything at all--but the one thing I really want to commend you on is the title. I don't have many beliefs about what poetry should be, but I do think that a title should not simply be lifted from the content of the poem, but instead, it should add something to the read. Yours does, even if in a tongue-in-cheek fashion, help to drive your point home. Lovely.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Brilliant!!!! loved this...

Posted 13 Years Ago


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oh , the edge - the line

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if 'he only has so much patience' with you, he has nothing but fault lines

Posted 13 Years Ago


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hmmmmm....I loved this write, so remids me of growing up and tring not to piss off my stepfather. Not the most self esteem building way to live and grow really. Great job....hard facts.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Emily B

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