Haphazard

Ирина Стародубцева 3
I hate life's unrationed events
That happen out of the blue,
They spoil the sequence of my plans,
And mix up all the clues;

A promise, that stayed unfulfilled,
Mismatches, broken links,
That sudden people, heavy winds,
Proposed the fate that stinks;

It beats me not to understand,
Where should I run for freedom;
They conquered our barren land;
And laughed at our domes;

I guess, unrationed
Is something rash,
Beyond the sense and meaning;
It is the a rainbow in a splash,
A ministry of feelings...


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It seems like the third stanza transcends the whole work at the same time defining the whole work's worth in a completely different way!
I assume you would benefit greatly from studying such poets like Marie Howe or Ruth L. Shwartz.

Keep going.

Sincerely,
Sasha

Саша Сабельников   18.01.2021 12:04   •   Заявить о нарушении
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Thank you, Sasha, for your review!
I have never heard about either Marie Howe, or Ruth L. Schwartz.
A hearty thank you for your recommendation🙂

Ирина Стародубцева 3   18.01.2021 22:43   Заявить о нарушении
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