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 Poem Found Here:   "After Reading Kobayashi Issa's The Spring of My Life On My 49th Birthday" by Dobby Gibson I've read Kobayashi Issa's The Spring of My Life  a couple of times.  Issa is one of my favorite poets as his verse is humorous but having poignant imagery.  Issa's poems places him as part of the outside world, and there's humor and absurdity in his observations.  When reading this poem, there's this sense of Issa's verse running through.  For example the first tercet, "On a dull December day it's never noon more briefly, / though what a relief to look around and realize our lies, / in the long run won't last long."  Yes, there's the reference to the season and the view -- a "never noon" of constant shadow and dullness.  Yet in this vision, there is comfort in nothing lasting -- like lies.  The sun will come out eventually. As the poem continues, this perspective changes to the smallness of things.  Somethi...

Original poem reprinted online here: "L’Avenir est Quelque Chose" by Dobby Gibson Originally read: May 17, 2013 More information about the Poet:  Dobby Gibson So thanks to Songs of Eretz Poetry E-zine & Blog for translating the title.  "The Future is Something" in French.   I don't know the reference to the title.  Regardless, the poem is scattered in its focus.  There's images and similes that expand the absurdist tone that's trying to stay sane, trying to remember. The focus in the first few lines is on the speakers ability to only think about umbrellas -- not the physical representation of umbrellas, but the ownership of one, "I how I can't remember how / I came to possess whatever weird one." However, the lines that have three quick similes in them expand the idea of ownership through the other half of the comparison -- what it could be like:      I find in my hand, like now,      how they hang there on brass hooks   ...

Original poem reprinted online here: "No-Motion Replay" by Dobby Gibson Originally read: January 19, 2013 More information about the Poet:  Dobby Gibson Past me wrote this at the first stanza, "seems like a better end stanza."  However, the poem is cyclical in it's imagery.  And I think that I knew why I wrote that about the first stanza.  I felt this line, "it's no accident if it has a cause" is such a great strong line.  However, the line is for the first stanza is to critique or amend the thoughts and connotations of the last stanza. But then in the second stanza shifts dramatically.  The speaker addresses a "you" the images changes from something nature like to a more religious imagery intertwined with stacking metaphors of prison and money. and the last three lines pose a rhetorical question:      Between never and soon      you found a place you can trust,      sacrificing something, but what...