Drowning in Poetry

Drowning in Poetry

A Poem by Amanda Reynolds
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Inspired by conversations with students

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“Drowning in an ocean,

Or suffocating in the snow,

It’s all just water, in different forms,

But it can get you just the same.”

For weeks, a student wrote poems like this,

And another student was confused, and asked him,

 “Why do you keep writing about drowning”?             

The poet had had nothing to say.

I explained to student number 2, that maybe it’s a memory,

Or a metaphor for what he has experienced,

or what he is going through-

The poet responded,

“Yeah, Like all my problems,

Drowning in a river

That runs both ways,

And writing about it,

is how I come up for air". 


© 2025 Amanda Reynolds


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I love how a conversation inspired such a wonderful write. I enjoyed this. :)

Posted 1 Month Ago


I think most of us poets come up for air by writing...and that is a good thing.
It helps us write away from doing something drastic to ourselves.
j.

Posted 1 Month Ago


I like this little piece, and just because you're retelling parts doesn't make it not poetry. The ending is striking. The thoughts of writing to come up for air. I like the title, fitting.

Posted 1 Month Ago


Amanda Reynolds

1 Month Ago

Thank you for thoughts and especially your comment about the ending;)
So I’m confused. You took this:
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“Drowning in an ocean,
Or suffocating in the snow,
It’s all just water, in different forms,
But it can get you just the same.”

For weeks, a student wrote poems like this. Another student was confused, and asked him,
“Why do you keep writing about drowning”?

The poet had had nothing to say. I explained to student number 2, that maybe it’s a memory, or a metaphor for what he has experienced, or what he is going through.

The poet responded, “Yeah, Like all my problems, Drowning in a river, that runs both ways,
And writing about it, is how I come up for air".
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You broke it into short lines, and played with punctuation a bit. My confusion is: How in the pluperfect hells does that make a reported incident become a poem? There’s no attempt to create a rhythm with prosody, no poetic language used; just “This is what happened and what people said.”

Posted 1 Month Ago


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Amanda Reynolds

1 Month Ago

Sorry if you didn't like it
but I just write-
if it doesn't follow all of the rules .. read more

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Added on February 16, 2025
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Amanda Reynolds
Amanda Reynolds

New York, NY



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