This is the first day that I have really felt the poem not working. Not working at all. I’m not sure what happened, but I definitely didn’t feel the spark today.
Rachel’s Day 18 Poem: To My Eight-Year-Old Son Who Hates Poetry
Someone Else’s Poem: Beth Ann Fennelly’s “Because People Ask What My Daughter Will Think of My Poems When She’s 16”
Ah well. Tomorrow is another day.
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Oh, there are many parts of this that work really well. It needs some time and a distanced eye, perhaps, some polishing.