Poem found here: "Hair on Fire" by Jim Daniels The adjusted lines foreshadows that things changing from one side to another. On one side, the idealization of youth through very specific images; but on the other side, there is the, no so much the reality, but a shift on how the images differ with age and/or time. The beginning there's arts and crafts that the all encompassing we does: ironed fall leaves between wax-paper sheets melted crayons into candles Kool-aid into popsicles For me, it's interesting to see that the images themselves transform into one state to another -- crayons to candle, liquid to solid. There's a lot going on in the first few lines and images that work hard to convey a shift I'm not sure what "cloves into oranges" mean but the next line of "We grew roots" brings attention to itself through the enjambment and directness which slips away with "on sweet potatoes tooth-picked in water. At this point, the images a...
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