Hello all from Savannah, GA. I think my trip down will be a source of poetry for a while to come; it's been a good time. Here's just one poem that I've written, but I'm giving it in three forms because I felt like playing around with the space. The first form is the poem with some added space, the second is normal, and the third is just a different space renditioning. I like the first one better, but both are interesting. Basically, if there is no difference between the normal and ones with space, then I'll just leave it normal, but a part of me likes the interesting space because it slows down the poem, I feel. Let me know what you think or which one you like best!
Rainmaker
I make it rain
inside
without dense clouds,
glassy
eyes, or my crimson
clock.
A wide mirror
catches
the rattled beads of
mist.
In the kitchen I burn
water,
letting the bubbles
surface;
and from that troubled
pool
it’s simple to send
warmth
out to the cold morning
space.
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Rainmaker
I make it rain inside
without dense clouds, glassy
eyes, or my crimson clock.
A wide mirror catches
the rattled beads of mist.
In the kitchen I burn water,
letting the bubbles surface;
and from that troubled pool
it’s simple to send warmth
out to the cold morning space.
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Rainmaker
I make it
rain inside
without dense
clouds, glassy
eyes, or my
crimson clock.
A wide
mirror catches
the rattled
beads of mist.
In the kitchen I
burn water,
letting the
bubbles surface;
and from that
troubled pool
it’s simple to
send warmth
out to the cold
morning space.
I like the first one the best!
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