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August 13, 2023

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Terrific poem. Thanks!

Gee Whiz & a full moon WOW!

What a wild journey!

Peristalsis at its finest. Grandmom need not worry. You are more visual than you admit to. Good poem.

Mad brilliant beauty, this wild ride of a poem. Swallowed whole and savored! Okay, I must go get this authors novels and poetry books! Thanks, Melissa and Terence!

another brilliant poem and post, thank you melissa and terence


Bill: thanks for the comment.


Michael: Thanks. Glad you liked it.

Quite a ride! Delightful poem.

The body is the temple of the soul alright, and also of poetry, for sure.

"Meat screams"!!!

Wonderful poem and artwork. 🫁

It is a great pleasure to be welcomed aboard “Ahoy!” Melissa Broder’s poem ushers the reader through a corporeal yet still masterfully metaphysical conceit. This extended figure of speech, propelled by a paradoxical yet ultimately apposite mix of mainly digestive and also nautical imagery, is obvious in the compact second stanza: “We’ve come through his throat / by ship.” The interplay of “grandmom’s fears,” “The women judge me silly,” “Unsisterly,” and “To prove myself fierce / I run down the danger corridor / of his guts to his intestines” underscores the comparative, at times esoteric, but still in-the-moment challenges faced by the poem’s first-person narrator. The lines “I say Help me be a sister. / I mean to say Don’t make me die alone” express the antipodal tugs of desire and dread. Broder has made the dissimilar seem similar, and the unfamiliar seem familiar--and exciting. The journey deftly unfolded by her relies on a kind of hard-won, inner seamanship, an ability to meet and assay, if not outright solve, disorienting challenges, much like the blurred occupants of the boat in Monet’s La Rivière to which Broder aptly alludes and which Terence Winch thoughtfully provides. What an enthralling excursion “Ahoy!” is. Bravissima, Broder!

What a strange, wild, gorgeous piece of writing. Many thanks.

In the bizarre imagery of this challenging poem, the poet clearly wants to be a sister of other sisters. However, her absorption with her grandmom's fears leads her to symbolize a man's physical interior, even his intestines, to emphasize her determination. Too bad, for in the meantime, the other women have chosen their roommates, but she has lost the chance for the kind of relationship she wanted and she fears dying alone.

This poem is beautifully written with a sense of urgency and stunning language. Also, I think the form of it fits the content perfectly. BRAVA, Melissa.

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I left it
on when I
left the house
for the pleasure
of coming back
ten hours later
to the greatness
of Teddy Wilson
"After You've Gone"
on the piano
in the corner
of the bedroom
as I enter
in the dark


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