Jessica Poem by James Merchant
Jessica
Transfix me with your robin egg blue eyes
Pull me closer to witness the night
But I was never close to you
Though you saw me looking through
You,
You saw it in my face
That I was only washing in a pool of disgrace
If I could change
I'd rearrange
But I'm practically cardboard
And you're locked in an expensive jewelry store
I'm the Crow
You're the obsession
Look hard
And you'll find a connection
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4/24/2024 3:17:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I don't understand this poem at all. But somehow it appeals to me. Believe me: I've looked hard to find the connection. The line that distracts me and seems less apt than the rest of the poem is this one: That I was only washing in a pool of disgrace It elbows me off the track. Disgrace seems too dastardly a word: distance would be better for me, or maybe distaste to preserve the rhyme, or (at least to my ear and mind) pool of displacement Maybe I'm off the mark entirely. I can't come up with an answer to the question, What do you think this poem is about. Maybe it's an inappropriate question for this poem, but I keep trying to answer. Anyway, I think this has the makings of a fine poem.