Forever alone. Go, wallow. We'll wait here for you to get back.
Or will we? The wind blows a leaf past your bench. When did it get so cold?
poetry, loneliness, solitude
Saw the article title, backed the eff away.
I know my limits.
@SarahP But you love sad poetry!
@SarahP I CAN'T DO THIS TODAY I CAN'T
The last stanza of the Minnie Bruce Pratt poem made me gasp, it was so lovely.
(Obviously I caved.)
@SarahP But solitude is great! Loneliness, not so much.
@fondue with cheddar True! But I know myself well enough to know I'm going to end up reading stuff that will make me cry.
@SarahP Yeah, I didn't read them either, for the same reason.
And now I have this stuck in my head, which is fine.
Oh, June, where are you? It'll be cold again so soon.
Nicole! Nicole, what are you doing, it is the middle of the day, some of us are in public, just trying not to cry.
Hey y'all let's get creeped out by William Carlos Williams
@Danzig! My favorite pastime!
btw, if anybody was at that Rumpus deal last night, you know there are indeed poems about other, more tedious things
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