they say there’s nothing more perfect,
ask if it will be unbroken,
all while we complain about running in them
In the sand, in the sky, our irises and pupils in our eyes
The sun, the moon, the planets,
Dinner played, bowls, balls, and condoms
Come full circle.
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Harper Lewis
I'm a weirdo nerd who’s extremely subversive. I like rocks, incense, and all kinds of witchy stuff. Intrusive rhyme bothers me.
MA English literature, College of Charleston
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Comments (7)
Harper, there's something beautiful about the simplicity in your lines, especially with the way you loop ideas back to themselves. It's like the poem mirrors the endless nature of the circles it describes.
💖I’ve read Brave New World, and while I’ve tried the audio for Nineteen Eighty-Four, I think a physical book is best for truly absorbing such a story. 💖Now, your poem, it gave me goosebumps to the third degree. You know the start of a truly great movie, where the first line, the music, and the intentional tone hook you immediately? Even a blindfolded person could feel that this was going to be something special. That first line was a luminous diamond.
Ach. Why for you gotta just point out the painfully obvious? Well put together and I can't disagree at all.
I remember reading 1984 such a devastating ending!
Sadly, you're poem (and the image) is way too accurate. Regardless, it's a great poem.
Power to the Mandala of the snake RULE THE WORLD HUGS
can confirm that I do not like your splash image. I am not a fan. nope nope nope