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Alright. I just finished reading this piece once. My thoughts as I read it were the movie “Bird Box” with Sandra Bullock. The line responsible for creating that association was:
“There is no survival here.”
I Need to re read in order to find another meaning to the poem. But I like how everything sounds smooth.
I specially enjoy this stanza
“as for tomorrow,
they’ll blend into the
onyx skies as they fly
to somewhere greener,
anywhere else but
h e r e.”
I could picture those birds. It creates a pretty image. I also like what you did with the word here. It works in my opinion.
Such is the plight of the birds of the air...which humans can totally relate too. I really felt the last stanza. Nice to read from you again Mark!
Congratssss Mark!! No one write like you do, your poetry has a different feel to it. Like every poem is an entry to your personal journal :)
by Ben Pickard
Wonderful to see this on the front page; it truly is a skilled piece of writing, Mark and an absolute pleasure to read.
All the best