Update! (And A Wee Bit Of Poetry)
Well, hullo there! It’s been far too long since last I’ve posted (isn’t that always the story?), and you might notice that things look a wee bit different around here. But thank you to everyone who’s submitted something to my Story Review! I will start posting the first of those soon.
But meanwhile, here’s a raw and unedited poem inspired by Hamlet that I thought it’d be lovely to share for some feedback. Enjoy! (But if you don’t, feel free to tell me so in polite and Christ-like terms :))
but break, my heart
“But break, my heart. for I must hold my tongue.” —Hamlet, Act 1 Scene 2
but break, my heart—
for I must hold my tongue.
oh, that I could cast off this
too-changèd face!
I am confused, alone, broken—
broken, like the shards of
a crystal goblet discarded—
broken, like the dead tree that falls
when discontented winter comes—
broken, like when the sun shines brightly
but not on me.
break, my heart!
for broken things may mend, but oh,
God, God, don’t abandon me any longer.
I don’t want to break anymore.
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Love the poem!
ReplyDeleteAnd I love your new blog look, banner, and profile pic as well! 💛
Thank you so much! I really appreciate it <3
DeleteAh, I love the poem AND the new blog design! So elegantly wintery. (And related to the poem, have you read any Gerard Manley Hopkins? I think you'd like him. I just wrote a paper about his poem "That Nature is a Heraclitean Fire and of the Comfort of the Resurrection" (which let's face it, would be an awesome poem just due to its name alone) and though it's a very different poem trying to do a very different thing, your use of imagery in this poem reminded me a bit of it.)
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