Personal Letter No. 3 Poem by Sonia Sanchez
Personal Letter No. 3
nothing will keep
us young you know
not young men or
women who spin
their youth on
cool playing sounds.
we are what we
are what we never
think we are.
no more wild geo
graphies of the
flesh. echoes. that
we move in tune
to slower smells.
it is a hard thing
to admit that
sometimes after midnight
i am tired
of it all.
Sonia Sanchez writes like no other poet, and so it should be. Each poet draws from personal experience to write and emote their feelings. I am always inspired to think after reading her poetry about how these words relate to something I am feeling or have felt before.
yes very true. especially day after day, so unpoetry.
Every oldage midnight rises up only to set colourless. Beautiful observation. Fantastic piece
we are what we are what we never think we are. a great lesson and philosophy of life in these lines. thank u dear poet., tony
we are what we are what we never think we are.../// wo sound greatly written
A truly lovely poem that echoes more than we hear or feel.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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'' sometimes after midnight i am tired of it all. '' '' talvolta, passata mezzanotte, provo stanchezza verso tutto questo.''
Love those lines