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A Snowstorm In March When I Was Six – a concrete poem

Cold Reflection

Recall a time you were filled with sadness. It was a Saturday in March. I was six years old. The sky clouded over and every thing was gray.I'd been cooped up in the house all winter. Recall a time you were filled with sadness. I remember sitting next to the window in our dining room, looking outside. I was looking out into the front yard and I was watching as snowflakes fell from the sky. Recall a time you were filled with sadness. I began crying. I wept. I was just so tired of snow and gray. I couldn't take it anymore. I just felt hopeless. And helpless. There was nothing I could do about the weather and I so desperately wanted it to be spring so I could play outside.

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Geeky Bits:
Camera: Praktica – 50mm lens
Film: Kodak Tri-x
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Today’s poetry assignment is to write a concrete poem about cold using epistrophe/anaphora. I found an old blog post that I wrote and never published about a time when I was little and cried when it snowed in the springtime. It was memorable because it was not a tantrum. It was more like a feeling of sheer hopelessness. I always felt really sad for that little six year old version of myself.

I was wondering if I should post the words to the poem in non-concrete form so it is easier to read. But I think I will just leave it the way it is.

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2 thoughts on “A Snowstorm In March When I Was Six – a concrete poem

  1. So glad you left it in concrete form. A very special post. Love the snow spots outside the house too. Ah the days of youth when our biggest problem was chasing the snow away….

    I shall miss this class – mainly because of the connections with others who enjoy this world of poetry.

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