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Bldck@beehaw.org ⁨5⁩ ⁨days⁩ ago

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold

I’m not a fan of poetry either, but this is one I really love. It’s simple, direct. I love the unrepentant nature of the speaker

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Akasazh@feddit.nl ⁨5⁩ ⁨days⁩ ago
This poem was in my English classroom. I preferred the following one, though:

I saw a man pursuing the horizon; Round and round they sped. I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man. “It is futile,” I said, “You can never —”

“You lie,” he cried,
And ran on.

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