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the trans-, the pan- and the asexual.
i.
They said
He couldn't feel like a boy
And a girl
At the same time.
So he grew his hair long
With colorful dreadlocks
And wore eyeliner
But kept his name.
ii.
They told her that
She could either love boys
Or girls
Or both.
Not everyone.
So she fell in love
With the boy who
Was born as a girl.
iii.
He didn't feel love
For the girl with the large chest.
Or the boy with the sparkling eyes.
But that didn't mean
He didn't love them
In his own way.
If that boy's way of loving is
Invisible,
And the boy with the long hair and eyeliner's way of loving is
Invisible,
And the girl who had a taste for personality, not ge
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Tight jeans and Theatrical boys
I pull up in his dad's driveway
and the boy sitting on the stoop looks like
Saint Exupery's treasured little prince.
When he climbs inside my used Sentra,
I tell him about this quirky realization.
"You're both so cute and opinionated."
He grins and replies that it's his favorite book
to read when life is particularly rough.
Cappuccino sips and playful shoves
convert the evening into something
brilliantly unstable and devastatingly 'teenager'.
I want to kiss him violently, so we can stop this
annoying game of cat and mouse.
But instead, we discuss music
and other topics that make me feel childish.
He asks where I would go if I could
telep
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i want to tell you
imagine a world without gender
a world where we are not confined
to the arbitrary interpretations of
an inexact biology. imagine we could
rise above the places
below our waists, reside instead in
graceful hands, in angled cheekbones
in some deeper conception than this
skewed perception of you.
I strip myself bare of unforgiving flesh,
squinting behind dim caverns of girl parts--
what are girl parts? all we have are beating
hearts.
I sit inside this trembling body, shoulder
to hunched shoulder,
stacks of bones too unsure
to be brave enough to tell you that
my gender will never fit on the plastic sign
above a bathroom door.
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A poemlet. Thanks to *AGMeade for inspiring the thing--she mentioned her love of watermelon and I started telling a story and then it sort of fell into a poem.
Questions for critters:
Is it too long? What is most cuttable?
Is it too prose-like? Does it need more sonic devices (rhyme, alliteration) or rhetorical awesome (imagery tricks, metaphor) to justify it as a poem?
Too cute?
Questions for critters:
Is it too long? What is most cuttable?
Is it too prose-like? Does it need more sonic devices (rhyme, alliteration) or rhetorical awesome (imagery tricks, metaphor) to justify it as a poem?
Too cute?
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I clicked on this DD on impulse, because the title caught my eye. I really liked this poem.
The first stanza is great. I love the succession of hyphenated phrases ("hundred-and-ten", "three-months", "big-haul", "never-dull", "wedding-gift"). It really adds to the lack of punctuation and creates a feeling of hurriedness, like you don't have time to explain but you put in all these details in anyway, and it really drew me in. I also really liked the way you used line breaks, especially for "stared at the late season watermelon/we grabbed on an impulse". That later line surprised me, and at the same time it was a good way to change the focus from the heat, the season, and the watermelon, to the "we" and their interaction.
After that, though, the second stanza was a bit disappointing. I really like the first three lines of the stanza, but after that, the pace slows down. I thought the line "believing it during each bite" took away from the feeling of the previous line – no need to explain any further that eating the watermelon makes them feel refreshed! It's pretty obvious already. Then, the parenthesis was a bit annoying. Not only did it cut the flow, it didn't really add anything to the poem. I would use parenthesis in a poem like this to say something that's somewhat in juxtaposition with the current image/message, not just to add in detail. (Also, the word "new" already indicates that fact that they already had a paper towel roll, and who opens a new paper towel roll before they need it? the "(we had been out)" is slightly redundant.)
In general, this whole stanza could be be a lot tighter.
The last stanza was also great. To be honest, it took me a little while to get the ending joke (and I still think it's a pretty silly joke – although also very sweet) but even before I did, I love how you managed to line up the two lines so that the joke reads naturally from one to the other, and one has subconsciously already gotten the end of the joke before one reads the last line – and it just makes the whole thing so much more terribly sweet and cute (in a good way.)
Too answer your questions: It's not too long per say – I don't think there's such a thing as set length limit for poetry – but I do think there is stuff in there that you can cut, as mentioned earlier. It's not too prose-like – again, I'm not even sure there is such a thing – it's a very particular style that reads off the tongue and feels very honest and direct, and I think rhyme or alliteration would only take away from that. If you wanted to be more "poetic", adding more imagery could do the trick, but I think it's a great poem already.
Congrats on the DD, and I hope you find the critique useful. <img src="e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/s…" width="15" height="15" alt="" title=" (Smile)"/>