The X-Ray
The X-Ray
shows two screws and a rod-
metal objects you buy
at a hardware store to hold
a door in place, a curtain
up in the shower. The kind of things
that come in bulk
in small, cardboard boxes, sold
separately for pennies.
The kind of things that now
make his leg a leg and make me
cringe at the sound of any hinge.
shows two screws and a rod-
metal objects you buy
at a hardware store to hold
a door in place, a curtain
up in the shower. The kind of things
that come in bulk
in small, cardboard boxes, sold
separately for pennies.
The kind of things that now
make his leg a leg and make me
cringe at the sound of any hinge.
posted by Aimee | 10:43 AM
4 Comments:
FROM GWEN--Very nice poem. It's deceptively simple, with a lot of layers to unravel. I love its understatement. You tell just enough, not too much. We don't need to know who "he" is. We can vividly see the x-ray, the hardware, the leg, the door, and your cringing. We learn how sensitive the speaker is--that simply a door closing would cause her to feel the pain of her friend's leg. We feel it too because the poem is so well done. The poem is like an x-ray.
Just be careful with spelling--
"separately" is correct
You might consider submitting this to 32poems.com
Aimee, this poem is great. And we missed you like crazy at residency!
Aimee...this is a great poem. Like Gwen said, deceptively simple. I like how you set up a rhythm with it tumbling down to the next line using enjambment, and also the rhythm of the words, and then end with one line instead of a couplet. It hits the reader even harder that way. I like it.
I started a blog awhile back too...but I've not much kept up with it. Hopefully that will change.
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*hugs*
durnit I screwed up the HTML. bah.
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