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I'm sorry, what was that?
Oh, who am I?
Right.
That's what I thought you asked.
Well, sure,
I can give you the biography,
but that's just a history essay.
Isn't it?
With eyebrow raised, a retort:
What do you want me to say?
I mean, you already know the answer.
Don't you?
I am ... because of you.
Your eyes
tinted with life
penetrate me
and define who I am.
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Nice!
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I am fond of the way you write and how you can express yourself so freely. I feel as though at times it takes me a while to attain a productive train of thought.
I like the free flowing form of your poem, it is simple yet definitive.
“Who I am
is not as important
as who I am not.
And I'm not you.”
I thought this was an effective way to conclude your poem as it establishes the idea that was discussed during the lecture about defining an individual through proving what they are not in order to know who they really are.
All in all, I found your poem enjoyable to read. You have a refined style of writing which you should be proud of.
I look forward to reading more of your future posts.
See you in class!
Cristina
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