I feel as though this poem is you trying to get through to someone yet they aren't on the same page as you. The blinking constellations being like how obvious this is that you want to tell them but they still are so oblivious to all of it. I thought the phone booth was a nice and different metaphor to describe this. I feel as though it could go so many ways, they could be more reserved than others, more innocent and shy. It could be that they are blinded by you trying to get their attention..or it could mean that someone is possibly standoffish. Ignoring you. Giving you the cold shoulder. Obviously all of these don't fit with this poem but it's a lovely metaphor because even though they don't seem to blend with the poem, there's always a way to spin your words and make meaning of it. Interesting poem in all, the title was a unique one, not quite sure the significance of Kansas City in this, but it'd be awesome to know the true meaning of this poem :) Well done. |
I feel as though this poem is you trying to get through to someone yet they aren't on the same page as you. The blinking constellations being like how obvious this is that you want to tell them but they still are so oblivious to all of it. I thought the phone booth was a nice and different metaphor to describe this. I feel as though it could go so many ways, they could be more reserved than others, more innocent and shy. It could be that they are blinded by you trying to get their attention..or it could mean that someone is possibly standoffish. Ignoring you. Giving you the cold shoulder. Obviously all of these don't fit with this poem but it's a lovely metaphor because even though they don't seem to blend with the poem, there's always a way to spin your words and make meaning of it. Interesting poem in all, the title was a unique one, not quite sure the significance of Kansas City in this, but it'd be awesome to know the true meaning of this poem :) Well done. |
by Tara Kay
Okay, so usually I read a poem, and if it moved me to the point of being speechless, I go away and muse over it, get my head in check and try and explain my thoughts, well, this poem left me speechless when I first read it, and I have been musing over it ever since, and still, I don't know how I'm going to convey anything, because, if I am honest, there was so much going on the poem that I felt I could grasp, and relate to, and then just parts that were pure magic and liquid gold. |
by Abed
Lovely poem. Creative and loaded with figurative language. Of course, loaded in a positive connotation. |
by Britt
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