Here in myself I find me lost
As I fragment inside the core
These tiny scatterings of shell
Are spilling out onto the floor
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Two stanza's removed and gladly so. Much much better! Thanks Allie x
This is a most original piece about pre-menstrual angst perhaps? Or perhaps it's deeper than that, though the light touch tells me it's not a 'forever' feeling. Your facility with meter is impressive and 'I am autumnal to the touch' is quite eloquent. One tiny criticism, if I may. I'd lose a couple of stanzas - not because they're not good, but because you don't need them. It's always good to leave the reader wanting more. Great poem though. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Love the changes. They work. The poem is so much tighter. A bit like pruning a tree to improve its shape. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥