Poetry
The Giving Tree
The Giving Tree is all we need. It will make you laugh and cry. It will make your heart bleed. Published in 1964. Forever a work we will adore. Not many words. Not many needed. When we learned to care for a tree. We learned more than we ever needed.
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Critique
are there still beautiful things?
On the appropriately-titled seventh track, seven, of Taylor Swift's 8th studio album, folklore, she asks, "are there still beautiful things?". This album answers the question with a melodic resounding "yes". The metaphors, tenderly-crafted storytelling, and emotion poured into all 17 songs are a recipe for pure perfection. Bravo, Miss Swift.
By Raine Neal3 years ago in Critique
Love in a Digital Age. Content Warning.
ustling city where the hum of smartphones was as constant as the traffic, Emily and Alex found themselves navigating the tumultuous waters of love in the digital age. They met on a dating app, their connection sparked by a few witty messages and shared interests. As their virtual conversations flourished, their hearts began to intertwine across the digital landscape.
By Emmanuel Pwol 3 years ago in Critique
A Warning About Warning
Warning by Jenny Joseph was written in 1961 and, unlike its main character, has not aged well. It's vision of rebellion which features wearing non-matching clothes and trampling flowers in your neighbors garden is so anodyne as to be offensive considering what was happening in the counterculture of the time.
By Everyday Junglist3 years ago in Critique
Against Stoic Psychologists
I am yet to find any psychology in this catalogue that has escaped the orbit of a wretched and diminished sense of ‘utility’. And utility for who? Not us! Not those who suffer under diagnostic criteria and are fed a new stoicism by psychologists unblemished by any historical context.
By T. M. Harrison3 years ago in Critique
Draft: De-cluttering
*If you want to skip ahead to the part I want feedback on, scroll down to the header labeling the drafted poem below. Lately, I have been having trouble with endings. Starting poems or prose is the easy part. A line comes to me and often starts as a quick note in my phone. It's easy to run with it, but where do I stop and how?
By Kay Husnick3 years ago in Critique
