Poem Found Here: "In the Dumps" by Heather Christle "Who are 'we'?" and "leave open" is how past me described the first stanza. The poem's design and content feel like a spillage of some sort -- not so much of emotion, but of content: image, ideas, and so on, "Just because we've broken my head / doesn't mean we must glue it together." There's a sense of humor behind the tone of the second line which is punctuated with the third line of, "There's other work to be done" What work is more important than getting one's head back together. The descent into adjusted lines adds a sense of disjointedness -- but the poem doesn't go for an emotional disjointedness, rather a metphorical one, "and dark -- / grass freezing / There is some old light / to read by" Note that there is a comparative metaphor of the dark grass and the implication of an old light to read by. Dark where to stand, light that...
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