Freehold was the first that I remember
but the third overall
Maplewood the star of origin
then somewhere then Marlboro
Clive I picked out houses with my parents
because my grandma couldn't handle me home
to fight with my sister and brother
Austin greeted me with warmth in November
and dusted a goodbye only ten months later
Denton and Comfort drifted through my late teens
Barcelona and Prague
finally I decided where to go
like playing darts in a blindfold
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I like the sense of displacement and confusion this poem creates. It took me a couple of reads to realize what all of the names were, but I think that is a good thing. Going from place to place can be a very disorienting thing and I think you captured that in this poem.
ReplyDeleteI also really like the last line. I like how it gives all of the movement a sense of chance and excitement.
Hey Megs. Did you include every place you've lived in your poem? Took me a couple looks to figure your poem too, and I liked that. The visual layout was immediately pleasing to me.
ReplyDeleteI like the mystery created and would like even more sparkling, mysterious images :-) It's clear that the narrator is a complex character with a worthwhile history.
I still wanted the *secret* of why all the movement took place. Not like, the practical reasons, but the emotional drive, or else its effect on you. I'm not sure if the correct place is in this poem or another, but I'd like it.