Woman's work.

It all becomes complacent, doesn't it?  this is very well expressed, LG.  It has such a palpable melancholia to it.

I live to write for you, Wise One. (:

Thank you, dear friend.

Palpable misery is exactly what I intended the reader to feel.

Yours,
LostGirl

The saddest part is, LG, there are women living it this moment.

Then it is in this very moment, I wish time would stand still for those women because tomorrow may be just the same. Or at the very least fast forward to the end.

It's heart wrenching.

Yours,
LostGirl

Very strong and direct images cover subtle undertones of another level of reading. Great stuff - even though subject-matter is painful.

Regarding the theme of "women's work" you might enjoy Elma Mitchell's poem "Thoughts After Ruskin". I have just recorded it and you can find it via the DUP page: Loud-Speaker Poetry/Voicing the Greats { https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/groups/loud-speaker-poetry/discussion/11/ } and my posting from yesterday on that page - which links directly to the poem on my youtube joshua-bond-recites-poetry page {https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qWKaX1r3jcI}

And thank you for following me.
Best regards,
Josh

Thank you Josh. I admire your knowledgeable insight. You are a talent, yourself that I am happy to follow. (:

If I've made the reader, pause, and take a second look, I did my job as a poet.

Yours,
LostGirl

Stark, real. Understated.  Excellent write LG.



hugs,
buddhakitty.

Can I get a MEOW? (;

Thanks, kitty, for always keepin' it real with me. (;

Yours,
LostGirl

...with a load of money in your pocket!

It seems like never enough.

Snaggy one. (:


Yours,
LostGirl

The way this flows, it shreds and billows down the page, which is terribly interesting to me, as I've not experienced that kind of visceral meter in some time, not since 2006 when I told my friend Shay that I loved her poems because they collapse down the page. The economy of the imagery, subtle expression of depths of melancholy, frustrated rage as well I would say, is well rendered. There is such stark, candid truth, which, to me, speaks of courage. Not everyone can spill their heart where others can see it. Great usage of the closing rhyme. I tend to keep my rhymes sparse, for impact, though I flow generously and quite naturally with alliteration. "I wash myself down the drain." Says a lot in few words.

It's an honor to meet you.

Frustrated rage is right.

There is much depth to your commentary as is your art.

Thank you for analyzing me so deeply.

It is a pleasure, indeed, to meet you.

Yours,
LostGirl

Although there is a unique dimension with the occupation mentioned, I think this extends to other fields as well. Modern life finds many doing what they have to do, not what provides bliss.

“Not what provides up bliss..”

Preach it, poet. Profound.

Amen.

Thank you for reading,

Yours,
LostGirl

On my label it states the following:

“Heavy duty. Use at your own risk.”

Now you’ve been warned. (;

Yours,
LostGirl

Cerebral shit...Yeah, like that!

Yes,
...just  like that. (;

Love it.

Yours,
LostGirl

This poem is one of my favorites so far! Looking forward to reading more of your work!!

Thank you dear, Irv.

It is very kind of you to say so. (:

Yours,
LostGirl

Amazing talent as a writer but as a woman yall do tend to deal with things gar passed reasonable. Yet i cant comment for im an old brute of old brute ways

Thank you Liam for your kind words.

I appreciate your feedback.

It's never too late to teach an old dog new tricks. (;

Yours,
LostGirl

Apparently for this one it is. Maintain your writing lasse im looking forward to further reading

Apparently for this one it is. Maintain your writing lasse im looking forward to further reading

Poignant ink LG!  All the while everyone looks away when they make eye contact. As ever, the "haves" and the "have nots". Thanks for putting this out there.

-Minxy❣