First Boy... Poem by Alicia Mogollón

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now weaves words with a beauty & passion that i find myself in awe of inspired when third boy my own boy has reached this ages…..not to let him grow astray. Experience of life. Love and life and dreams. thank you for your lovely poem. tony

Very interesting. Enjoyed. Thanks for sharing.

I liked your poem a lot.

My own boy! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

I thought this poem was interesting.

I'm confused by the argument of this poem. The first child is a freak of nature, but sweet. Sugarlumps. I'm having trouble connecting those ideas. But I get it when he goes from silly to iron cage fighter and thus becomes less of relatable figure to the narrator. He's gone astray. The second child is first associated with a bonding that the child's mother confers on the narrator, who then states the relationship was distant. But then that child grows to be held in awe for his talent with words. I miss how this figure went astray. Which seems crucial to me in the context of understanding the poem and the protection from going astray the narrator wants to be mindful of always extending to the third figure, her own boy. But then there are a couple of particular word choices that make me wonder just what century this poem belongs in. Overt poeticisms like nigh and doth flit by rip me out of the contemporary context and throw me back in time when a more conservative and cold caretaker's relationship might be at play. The confusions overtake many of the niceties for me.