I love this. The turn in the 2nd poem puts the first in a different context. Also the brevity really allows for multiple re reads so I can sort of enjoy how it sounds say it.
Makes me think that good poetry can also be short. Bc it can be savored more.
I’m so glad you understood the momentum of the poems! I wondered if it was too subtle. Like all good things we expect an explosion of epiphany, but the honest changes come slowly with time and experience. 🩷
Dorie, I love how you wrote these like two little mirror-worlds — the first poem wandering through the dark looking for flowers, and the second one saying, “forget searching, I’ll grow my own.” That shift has such a soft power to it, like watching someone straighten their spine mid-line.
And the Chinese echoes give both pieces this lovely doubled heartbeat, almost like the poems are talking to each other across a quiet room. It’s simple, sweet, and quietly rebellious in its hope.
I love this. The turn in the 2nd poem puts the first in a different context. Also the brevity really allows for multiple re reads so I can sort of enjoy how it sounds say it.
Makes me think that good poetry can also be short. Bc it can be savored more.
That is the most beautiful compliment. This set was one of my hardest, I worked on it for a little over six months
Wow. I think it really shows. I feel silly even saying it but, it has a mouth feel. I liked saying the poem.
That’s AWESOME!!! It’s a lyrical poem you are supposed to say it. Maybe I’ll read it on a recording if I get past a little shyness
Do it! I will be doing the same.
Beautiful poem! Sad, tender, human. But also somehow resilient and promising strength.
I appreciate you reading, commenting and giving me a few moments of your time!
Dorie, your poems carry a soft resilience
从寻找花，到自己种花，the shift is beautiful.
Thank you for offering these tender lines.
Thank you for reading, I appreciate your time very much. This set took a long time. Finishing the right words to match and still sound lyrical.
So beautiful, Dorie. The shift from trying to find flowers outside ourselves to realizing we can grow our own. I love that. 🌷✨
I’m so glad you understood the momentum of the poems! I wondered if it was too subtle. Like all good things we expect an explosion of epiphany, but the honest changes come slowly with time and experience. 🩷
Beautifully written. Short but filled with emotions
Dorie, I love how you wrote these like two little mirror-worlds — the first poem wandering through the dark looking for flowers, and the second one saying, “forget searching, I’ll grow my own.” That shift has such a soft power to it, like watching someone straighten their spine mid-line.
And the Chinese echoes give both pieces this lovely doubled heartbeat, almost like the poems are talking to each other across a quiet room. It’s simple, sweet, and quietly rebellious in its hope.