Less Poem by Julia Klimenova

Less

Rating: 5.0


Ah, the bitter-sweet
Self-pity and inaction
You indulge in
When you lose
Another race
For happiness.

Wrong pace.
You were out of breath.
He ran out of time.
The clock chimed
One less.

Subtraction
Is life's favourite
Trick.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ron Dragano 06 January 2008

- what you don't say, says it all - you don't say things like it's about running the race not winning or other attempts at cheerful moralizing - (NO- better to have loved and lost) , no attempt to find solace in such thoughts but standing in the grief of the moment, taking it 'on the chin' we say, meaning not deflecting the force of the blow, taking it in as if you were a dispassionate bystander of the phenomenon of pain and loss, but of course you are neither bystander nor dispassionate... rd

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Sandra Fowler 04 January 2008

Very effective use of metaphor. Excellent write, Julia. Warmest regards, Sandra

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Gina Onyemaechi 03 January 2008

An innovative metaphor, Julia, but I feel the language that you have used to build the metaphor could be more imaginative. I mean to be constructive, you must know that. Likewise when next I show you a work of mine, feel free to be completely honest with me about it - that's how I'll learn. Love, Gina.

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