From The Outer Darkness Poem by Allie Jo Sholder
From The Outer Darkness
My nose is flat
From leaning up against the windowpane,
Wondering what they do in there -
The happy people,
The people who belong.
And how did they get in?
They make it look so easy,
But when I try
I bang against the glass.
Me and the June bugs,
Battering against the lighted windowpane,
And dying to get in.
Friday, October 25, 2013
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This is the first of a series of poems written during a period of deep depression that lasted several years. The writing itself became therapeutic, and at last I 'surfaced' from the black pit. The title of the collection is 'The Singing at the Bottom of the Well'.
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