The Mabel Poems
MABEL IS AN ASPIRING RAINCLOUD
Mabel is an aspiring
raincloud. She
wants to burst over the ocean
and return as a red grape.
MABEL IS AFRAID OF THE DARK
Mabel is afraid
of the dark, but she doesn’t
tell anyone.
EVEN THE SUNSET SPLASHED
Even the sunset splashed
on a cream-
colored wall makes Mabel sad.
IN FIVE YEARS
In five years,
Mable
plans to twirl
a fire baton.
TODAY MABEL IS A SUNDIAL
Today Mabel is a sun-
dial
marking the hours.
SOMETIMES MABEL WANTS TO KNOW THE FUTURE
Sometimes Mabel
wants to know the future. Sometimes
she does not.
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The rhythm. The repetition. The sweet nature. Well done.
I love these, the way they all go together and paint a picture of Mabel in a kind of abstract way.
I like this. Maybe the titles, followed immediately by the lines they’re derived from, are unnecessary, impede your flow a bit? The poems themselves I adore.
Thank you, Kevin. I’ll have to think about that.
Thank you, Douglas, on the note of rhythm, repetition, and sweetness, and Victoria on the serial picture.
I like.