Hi,Jellyfish Here's a review from your Nuclear Package from "Invalid Item" gifted by A E Willcox ![](https://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-british_flag-40.gif)
Overall Impression
The haunting feeling pervasive in your poem raised the small hairs on my arms. I don't write poetry, so I rarely review it, but because yours created such a strong reaction, I'm sending my thoughts.
Stanza one
I expected a poem about someone lamenting the death of a loved one, or something similar, but was quite shocked when the story began with a newborn. It's been suggested we are born with certain predispositions, as if we're hardwired to a personality aspect, two that come to mind, depression or obesity.
Stanza two
As a mother of three and a grandmother of three, my heart went out to the mother in this piece. The child has the awareness, perhaps in retrospect of the damage left in the passing. I found this to be the most desolate, and strongest stanza in the poem.
Stanza three
These lines made me feel the wanting of this soul. Knowing it should have had a home, that there was a home, but the connection was severed or never existed.
Stanza four
Here I experienced the summation of the depression, which has a life of its own, seeing the futility of the existence, of opportunities offered and forsaken, wasted.
Stanza five
This stanza continued with the same, oddly lilting rhythm, but a few things got in the way of the conclusion. Rather than [witts] did you mean [wits]? My stomach was hollow thinking about the "friend" lines. And the final two lines puzzled me. Stitches imply mending, and this seems to state the opposite.
Parting thoughts
One of the reasons I don't review poetry is the author's intentions are lost on me. Maybe I read it too literally. If this is true, forgive me.
In fiction, a person might hear the phrase "the front porch." This is a place the author creates to return the reader to a familiar aspect of the write. It's not necessarily a physical place, it can be a character too. I bet there's a phrase for it in poetry, too. Each time when I reached the last phrase in your poem, I experienced the grounding effect. No matter where the lines took me, I soon discovered it would end in the last phrase that indicated all hope was lost. The experience was chilling.
Outstanding write, far from the beaten path.
My thoughts are my own, perhaps clumsy and inexperienced, but the time spent reading and writing this review changed my mood. That's an achievement, no matter if a person "gets" poetry or not.
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