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[darstellen]

Sleepless, I came briefly online. And I am glad to have done so. The meeting of writing and life, of absence and presence, of polar opposites (first and third person, subject and object) twined together by the poem itself, by a kind of irony (See? psychological insight) -- is treated here with such lightness. It's wonderful. The form fits somehow perfectly, although it deserves more analysis than I am giving it now. Now I shall turn to the next poem ...

[anon_j_anon]

Don't feel that you need to analyze everything. I'm just glad that you read. And I know you have so much going on, migraines and glasses, theses and strange professors. Be kinder to yourself, love.

[danahid]

I am reminded a little of Margaret Atwood's poetry and writing in general. This is a very good thing.

I am very fascinated so far.

[anon_j_anon]

I kept thinking about her siren poem in the back of my head. The one where she pulls the rug out from under you, and somehow every time you read it, even though you know what's going to happen, you think this time, the words might be different. Or at least, that's how I always read it. Like it's the first time.

[danahid]

That's how I think about so much of her poetry!

Did I mention that one of my theses was on her? I adore Margaret Atwood; she's so challenging.

[jupiterhand]

"the disparity between poetry and reality"
:(

i'm finally getting around to commenting on this. i haven't read oysseus or tales of genji, so my knowledge is pretty elementary and incomplete.

i do like this as an introduction, an entire poem on its own. and i also like the narrative frame that's laid out, "writing with piercing psychological insight".

i'm really impressed, though. thank you.

[ilanaonida]

This is so beautiful.
The way that you describe the danger of writing about something real and losing sight of its reality, and then the last line "
See?
Already, there’s dramatic conflict." is perfect.