poetry critical

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Poetry Critical 2.0

Hey guys, Donald here.

In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.

But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?

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Random Poem:

shadow puppets
sggunal

My grampa used to throw them
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from the lines of his fingers
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onto a blank wall, to my utter delight,
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in the irregular light of candles
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on simple summer nights
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when electricity decided
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to take up and leave.
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Far later one other for whom
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I took myself upon to contort
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(whether to entertain
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          or out of necessity )
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and for whom in my every protrusion
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and tuck-under, I still remained formless
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(neither angel
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         nor batwing)
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kept me in comfort and kept me fearing
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that he was one found either
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in only-light
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        or only-darkness
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and never in between;
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so I left for a stretch
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making like a five-point star
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and did not return.
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Back then I could touch the feathers
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on my grampa’s flying bird hands,
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look into the eyes of his grim knuckled face
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and climb the branches of his
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sprawling
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palm
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tree.
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