by Senna Jawa
first three lines are classic. emotion heavy. The second stanza looses some of that weight, but carries the message home, nice work sj
Sorry, it didn't really make sense. I couldn't even make it make sense when I tried to apply it to anything dealing with a coffin.
Is this person already dead? Or just anticipating that time ahead?
This is a simple poem. For the lyrical subject of the poem, as for many people who have no place of their own (e.g. the homeless, farm hands, professional housekeepers...), or even for people who do not belong anywhere, finally they might have a home of their own, their coffin.
This is a very direct poem, simple. (Are you sure guys that poetry is for you)?
Almost a pleading question - won't there be a place one day
that will be my home? Perhaps home at last.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,000 poems.
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