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SAVE LADYBIRDS
on the bus high timing the shadows
of big buildings with the opening
of my right eye to avoid sun blindness
and am quietly proud thinking nobody else
has thought to do this today
I bet. listening to alive Ukrainian music
dressed in muted natural colours
save ladybirds L stitched into the scarf.
I lose a tight sense of identity
and melt into the world. not someone
in the world. a world with someone with a heart
unhealthily ok with overstimulation in it.
Published 21st May 2021
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21st May 2021 9:53am
I remember this poem.. not exact but close. "Save ladybirds L" stitched into the scarf.. really calm and distant and bright morning sun on a bus feeling being one with where you are, which I hope is what you were going for.
29th May 2021 10:10pm
A neat poem about a mundane activity. I’ve always liked this genre of poetry, the relatability of it and how it gets to the heart of everyday experience, both making sense and making something out of it. Plus the particular details (Ukrainian music, monogrammed scarf) adds to the universality in its specificity. We relate to each other in literature through seeing each other clearly and individually.
