BELOW, the street was hoarse with cries,
With groan of carts and scuffling feet,
With laughter worse than blasphemies,
Was choked with dust and blind with heat,
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She is only telling a corner of the story. This poem is good, but I think a broader canvas of the story needs to be told. Maybe society is partly to blame for not providing enough outlets for these ardent young people. They need adventure.
Where has this woman been all my life? She is fully alive to the pain people inflict on each other. I hope that when she turns to the subject of beauty, it will be ravishing enough to balance this. I will read some of her other poems to find out.
I just absolutely adore this poem, it could have been written about so many star-crossed lovers: Anthony and Cleopatra, Liz and Richard, Candy and Mike (me and my ex) , but alas, many of us were fools for a long while but eventually we never did return. If only loving was enough to erase the darkness of our ways.
She made me an instant fan of her writing. She can paint a picture of the room in so many different ways both direct and oblique. She can give these two people character both directly but also by such adroit indirect means. As for topic, she doesn't back off from truth. Top notch poet. 10, of course.