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Andrea Thorfinson's avatar

Wow, Dorie… this one really got me. Your poetry always stirs something within me, and this piece is no exception. The rose metaphor is so spot on. That feeling of being shaped, pruned, perfected, and then admired only when we fit someone else’s idea of beauty. It’s heartbreaking and true, yet full of strength. You captured something so many of us have lived through. Absolutely gorgeous.

Dorie Snow/雪多丽's avatar

Thank you. I can’t express how much it means to me to know my words resonate with you. Thank you for that gift today.

AsukaHotaru's avatar

Dorie, this read like a rose finally stepping out of the vase and speaking her truth. There’s a quiet fire beneath every line — that mix of softness and steel people forget roses have. I love how you let her push back, how you let her be more than something trimmed and displayed. It’s tender, and a little fierce, in the loveliest way.

Dorie Snow/雪多丽's avatar

I love this line “It’s tender, and a little fierce, in the loveliest way.” That will stay with me. 🩷 thank you

PancakeSushi's avatar

We've wrestled with nature forever, haven't we? Pruned and plucked and shaped what was natural, and wild, the same as with people in a relationship. Beautiful, subtle metaphor

Dorie Snow/雪多丽's avatar

We have. The struggle to tame something that should not be. Yes it also is the same for people. We should accept what is maybe support in evolving but not cutting away the true inner core. Thank you for reading and for your thoughtful comment.

PancakeSushi's avatar

You're very welcome, Dorie

Dawnithic's avatar

No one wants to be controlled, no matter who they are, and you’ve expressed that feeling here with remarkable clarity.

Dorie Snow/雪多丽's avatar

Yes that is paramount to living, not being a puppet of someone else’s expectations and demands. Thank you for reading and your thoughtful comment!