Wrapping Paper, Bows, And You Comments

Two fine poetic qualities come together in this poem, namely, seriousness of purpose and lightness of expression. I'm especially impressed because I know from my experience it's a difficult balance to achieve ... I love the dive into that pile of wrappings! It's such an unexpected moment. It functions in the poem as an extended metaphor of the (often) desperate search for self-identity. Who Am I Really? Who Are You Really? The questions are posed but even this dramatic dive, and wrestling with things that hide the truth can't fully reveal the answer. We are mysteries to ourselves. That OTHER over there is a mystery. We live in these mysteries.