Talking to yourself. Talking to God. A confession.
This poem is the persona’s soliloquy–as in a play, what he or she would tell an audience when none of the other characters are listening.
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Talking to yourself. Talking to God. A confession.
This poem is the persona’s soliloquy–as in a play, what he or she would tell an audience when none of the other characters are listening.
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Not sure about today’s, but here goes:
yet another body laid to no longer suffer
and the light funereal.
I like the juxtaposition of “laid to no longer suffer”!
My lines fail out of context, but here’s one “because the unknown always dwarfs the known.”