Power Of Youth Poem by Baharak Barzin

Power Of Youth



sun of July sharpened her thorns on my face
stale waters reached my knees
bad news screamed in my ears
but
even last avalanche could not move my shape
power of youth? i doubt

Monday, August 28, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: youth
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 01 September 2017

These are images of pain which point to psychic distress. The first three are especially vivid, with the startling physical sensation of a face hiding thorns and the water rising. You don't describe the effect of these things because the real effect is on the psyche of the speaker, a man confused by these events. His apparent strength to endure them he denies, which just deepens his confusion. As a reader, I cannot predict what will happened next: I'm just as trapped and confused as the speaker is. Could that stem from both of us being male?

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Baharak Barzin 05 September 2017

Daniel i believe that aging is a beautiful thing that makes people more patient but people believe in power of youth but i don't. I think im aging inside more than outside

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