Gone


I’ve been gone

For too long

 

I’m gone

Too much

13 thoughts on “Gone

  1. Interesting poem.
    I’ve noticed you really have a preference for end-stopping your lines, do you have any poems where you use enjambment? All the poems I read made me mildly depressed and I’m now desperately seeking happiness.
    Thanks for the post. You’re definitely a modernist poet. I’ll be back to read some more!

    1. In my recent poems I’ve been end-stopping yes, but here are a few where I use enjambment quite frequently:
      https://swlynch.com/2012/08/12/i-was-an-anvil-without-rust/
      https://swlynch.com/2012/05/03/humanity-is-a-machine/
      https://swlynch.com/2012/05/05/ignore-everything-3/

      As you can see, a lot of my early poetry is wrought with enjambment, but for some reason, I don’t exactly know why, I drifted away from that device. I’m sorry about the whole making you depressed thing, but in a way I’m not sorry because that means that you didn’t just read it, but wallowed in it, which I liked.
      By writing poetry I am desperately seeking happiness, whether consciously or subconsciously. My cause for writing mirrored the effect it had on a reader, I think that’s why I’m a modernist poet. That, and because I mostly read modernist poetry, besides Shakespeare and some ancient Chinese poetry which I read quite often. I mean, I read many different kinds of poetry, but I mostly consume those of the 19th, and 20th centuries. Thanks for the great comment, and I hope you visit often.

    1. Thank you, this is a rare form for me, even though I always try to slim down my poems as much as possible. Yet this one is different from all the rest, and I like it for that reason, because it can mean something different for every person who reads it.

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