Hey Sonder,
It's always a pleasure to see old poets come back to the site and you're no exception. I rarely write reviews anymore so I couldn't resist this piece.
It's so deliciously delightful, your voice has definitely matured a lot since your younger years here and it shows itself in the sharpness and succinctness of your imagery and language. Even the way you truncate each sentence adds a particular punch to the poem, much like the sourness of the plum, your choice of punctuation in places like in these three lines poses such a nice separation but draws a parallel between the black plum and the gingko.
through the sour skin snap on my
teeth and the ginkgo,
unbothered,
is growing new leaves.
i love how everyday this poem is, the subject is so accessible and so relatable yet so effortlessly poetic at the same time. there is this sense of ease and hopefulness that is weaved throughout the poem, especially with lines like
and the ginkgo,
unbothered,
is growing new leaves.
that contrasts so nicely against the
,and the flesh of the plums tastes sweet
through the sour skin snap on my
there are lots of nice dualities you've used throughout the poem, sweet and sour, the gorgeous sonal alignment of 'black' and 'back' here
.we bought black plums
to eat on the back porch with
It's such a damn pleasure to read. I don't have any bones to pick with this poem, I just adore it and hope you know it too. It's beautifully written <3. I love the mundane that has been made magical through a poetic lens and you've done just that, everyday magic fits this poem quite well.
I hope we see more of our writing here
-Apri (or Flite! Which you might know me better as)
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