Feather Plucking

Again, like I said in your other poem, the emotion here is so raw and blatant, and here your voice demands attention even more. The way your words flow together is beautiful; I especially loved the ending: "Pull out feathers/ To fill my empty nest/ I need to line/ The confines of my loneliness/ with molted softeness." Wow. Just... wow.

When I read your poetry I always imagine hearing someone slowly speak it aloud. It flows over like music in to my ears (or in my brain) and I am taken into a dream. Wonderful job in expression.

This is really quite powerful. I like the intelligent simplicity of your writing style. There is something very raw about it, but I can also tell that a lot of thought went in to writing it. In addition, I think you were able to get your point across very clearly. When I read this, I felt like I was there with you. Having struggled with a similar problem, I can honestly say that (at least for me) the feeling that you captured was almost inescapable. This is the sort of poem that forces one to em... (more »)

I really enjoyed this. I had to read it several times to fully understand it. Keep writing, your poetry is beautiful (: