Dina props the wall, thighs spread
against floor, scribbles
in a gnawed-edge notebook.
Darren eases
into the slouch of her shadow.
She hesitates: looking up
is now a bore.
In a list
A contest entry
- Crush by Danna Hobart.
300 points, ended October 29, 2007, 15 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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omg -- lol. i love the honesty of these characters, how you write their total honest feelings, feelings & situations that aren't normally found in poetry.
[egde - edge?]
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are you serious? since oct 2007 this poem has been parading around with EGDE LOL!!! what would i do without your oh so keen eye?
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i know, lmao, and you even won a bronze on it...lol...you might have edited though since the contest was over....
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Wow. I really like the way this left me wanting more.
Thank you very much for entering.
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Thanks. Glad you liked it.
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a very interesting moment vividly captured here, so skillfully, has me thinking, job so very well done, poet...PK
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There is something extremely provocative about this poem - so many ways to interpret it and I love that about a poem! Wonderful visuals you've managed to create here, Stacy. Seems as if Dina has no need to look up - other things that occupy her eyes, lol! I so enjoyed this one and wonderful to find a new poem from your pen. I love where this one took my mind!
~ Nicolette
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Thank you so much Nic. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Not only are her eyes preoccupied, she just doesn't enjoy 'looking up' any more.. if she ever really did.
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