Nathan Coppedge

Rookie - 287 Points (10/23/1982 / New Haven, CT)

Escape - Poem by Nathan Coppedge

I stopped calling things eachother
long before I knew
I’d found a way between the walls
where I could always go—
where I could always go to sing
to the remnants and the blooms
sing of where and how I’d been
and would a day return—
moments where shadows grow
along each lonely thing.

Topic(s) of this poem: emotions

Poet's Notes about The Poem

The poems is partly an attempt to summarize my love of urban environments.

Comments about Escape by Nathan Coppedge

  • Gold Star - 12,389 Points Mr. Nobody (5/28/2014 4:47:00 PM)

    Sing your way thru life that is very important
    now add dance to that
    till you crash down with door bent (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 68 Points Rosmin Elsa Mohan (5/26/2014 2:32:00 AM)

    Nathan, a nice thought!
    i think everybody will have a point of escape where they can be ' just themselves'.

    good write! all the best! (Report) Reply

    Rookie - 287 Points Nathan Coppedge (5/26/2014 9:47:00 AM)

    Thank you!

  • Gold Star - 49,946 Points Roseann Shawiak (4/30/2014 12:56:00 PM)

    Upon reading this poem, all sorts of thoughts started sprouting within my mind.
    Great moments happening in the shadows of all the lonely things, not being
    called each other's. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 287 Points Nathan Coppedge (4/24/2014 4:54:00 PM)

    Re: Uriah Hamilton: Thank you. I don't find this to be a painful thing to say. And not to be snippety, but this poem gives me sweet feelings, not necessarily sour ones. So you have reason to feel relieved. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 957 Points Uriah Hamilton (4/24/2014 2:49:00 PM)

    A genuine pathos of loneliness. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 39,822 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (3/28/2014 8:12:00 AM)

    This escape is a great hope because poet considered the laws of similarity(I stopped calling things eachother
    long before I knew) desire ends with concludind(and would a day return—moments where shadows grow
    along each lonely thing.) Nathan your poem is really a poem that can create a thought bless be upon you (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 22, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 22, 2014

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