Leah Ayliffe

Gold Star - 6,210 Points (June 8,1991 / Toronto)

Unemployment - Poem by Leah Ayliffe

I spend most of my days
dreaming about beautiful things
listening to the radio
touching myself thinking of him
writing poetry
reading about the beauty and sadness of life.

I rarely leave my bed
but to make coffee
and go for long drives.
The sun shines brighter with coffee.
The roses are redder too.
A vine of roses wrapped around my naked body dances across my mind.

It's not real they tell me.
I don't want to know what is.

Topic(s) of this poem: life, poetry, radio, real, unemployment


Comments about Unemployment by Leah Ayliffe

  • Daniel Brick (2/2/2016 6:51:00 AM)


    This is pure lyricism, and it is expressed in sharp, vivid images. It's a striking example of the craft of poetry you've achieved. You convey just the ordinariness of time passing vividly. But there is still room provided for what Wallace Stevens called THE GAUDINESS OF POETRY - I submit an example of that gaudiness from this poem:
    A VINE OF ROSES WRAPPED AROUND MY NAKED BODY DANCES ACROSS MY MIND. All I can say is WOW - Wallace Stevens says WOW too.
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