Today’s prompt is to write a duplex.
Holding Hands in Starbucks my mother doesn’t approve of public displays of affection we each have one hand free to hold our lattes holding my latte in my free hand i take a sip, letting my eyes communicate the longing in my heart his eyes reveal his opposition to my proposal he is uneager to curtail his freedom while i eagerly offer to trade my autonomy for the new role I desire the new role has benefits for both of us our love will expand to encompass it his love expands to grant my wish of maternity my tears of joy express my gratitude he accurately reads my tears and squeezes my hand my mother doesn’t approve of public displays of affection
by ARHuelsenbeck
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I love this, Andrea. You used the circularity of the verse very well.
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Thank you!
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My pleasure.
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Your poem is so cinematic, I felt like I was there, on the next table, glimpsing the handholding in Starbucks, listening in to the conversation. I like the way you built up to the crux of the matter:
‘his love expands to grant my wish of maternity
my tears of joy express my gratitude’.
Beautifully done!
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Thank you for the kind words, Kim.
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This is beautiful. Like Kim said above–so cinematic. So much is captured in these 14 lines. Beautifully expressed. Witnessing the blossoming of love is magical. Thank you for this.
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Thanks, Arti.
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