Treasure Island

Paul Lierman


Glove Lost


I am a warm person generally,
Though I've taken a colder turn of late.
You see, I was just let go from the job which I held for five years only last week.

I'm usually tight-knit with my family,
But recently I've been stretched thin.
I'll admit that I'm worn to boot.

I'm on a quest to find my other half
though whether or not we still fit is anybody's guess.
I'm a bit of a handful, but I'm nice enough if you try me on.

Submitted: Saturday, March 01, 2014
Edited: Thursday, March 06, 2014

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I wrote this poem during an exercise in my poetry class in which we were instructed to adopt an inhuman persona. I wrote from the perspective of a single glove that has been lost outside (I seem to see them everywhere in the winter) . The structure of the poem is modeled after a personal ad like one might see in a newspaper.

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