Except for the line about: Except for the line about "better balance" (better implies judgement and heteronormative prejudice), this is an exceptionally important poem. Admittedly, I do not care for most of your daily postings, but this is like a lilly in the garden, and I applaud your accomplishment.
It can be supposed that our: It can be supposed that our insanity is given some free range in the realm of poetics... licence and justice all rolled into one. more emojis, but limited on this site.
I simply cannot keep up, but: I simply cannot keep up, but am very glad this site has no thumbs up buttons or heart emojis, because your work deserves much, much more... PS I eagerly read everything you post
The mind accepts this as: The mind accepts this as solidly true but there is this niggling and not unfounded for reasons outside of poetry's scope that ails. It's a feeling that shall morph and pass, but it was there and had wielded its potency. Again, thank you
Quite an an electrified: Quite an an electrified meditation on evolution and human consciousness, blending scientific wonder with raw emotion and surreal imagery. It moves from tide pools and yeasts to ego-dissolving ancestors and psychedelic visions, suggesting that our drive to connect, feel, and understand is just as essential as our biological instincts. Beneath the sprawling language lies a deeply personal pulse; yearning for legacy, recognition, and redemption amid a world spinning toward crisis. It’s messy, magnificent, and mournful, holding both celebration and regret in the same breath.
This poem is raw and: This poem is raw and powerful; flowing like a confession caught in a storm. There’s an aching weight in the voice,
but also defiance threaded through the pain. It could be a story of someone not just surviving betrayal,
but finding fierce purpose in the fight for their children’s peace.
And the final image:“so that maybe they can one day find calmer seas,” seems to strike like a silent vow.
It's harrowing and beautiful all at once. The metaphor of drowning becomes something more than just water:
it’s emotional erasure, injustice, gaslighting, and yet the speaker clings to truth and love as lifelines.
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