Conscious Poem by Sana Olivia Hernandez

Conscious



I see the empty fridge,
I taste only my hunger.
I hear my ever blue heart beat,
I feel tremendous pain...and nothing at all.
I walk to a dead-end, close to better ground.
You say, “ Yep, we are miserable, as always.”
Don’t you think I already know that?

Monday, June 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: misery
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 22 June 2015

Your poem is animated by surprises. And it plays creatively with multiple tones in my reading of it. Especially in the last two lines: I laughed the first time I read them, because your response to the other person elucidating the obvious was perfectly timed. But the second time I read them, I felt sobered by your realization how desperate your situation is - hunger pangs and no food. The surprises in lines 4 & 5 occur in the second half of each one. I FEEL TREMENDOUS PAIN, AND NOTHING AT ALL. Either the speaker has conquered her pain (which is good) or she's become numb (which is dangerous) . This could have been a one-dimensional poem (that is, Woe is Me) but instead we are aware of a plucky individual who is larger than her circumstances.

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