The Pain (Laura Kasischke)

Although I don't like the title of today's poem by Laura Kasischke, I do think the rest of it is pretty good.

The title is vague and doesn't make want to click through to read the poem. It's too abstract. However, the poem (short and sweet) uses straight forward language to talk about how one thing means another. How some see the Virgin Mary in a piece of toast; how some see value and strength in pain; how kindness can sometimes make you cry.

I think that's a neat idea to explore. Wish the poem had actually been longer, to talk more about the idea she introduces.

Favorite line: "Into faces, faces / With expressions / Of exhaustion, of disdain."

Into faces, faces
With expressions
Of exhaustion, of disdain. - See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/23417#sthash.q5aJ54pi.dpuf

Into faces, faces
With expressions
Of exhaustion, of disdain. - See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/23417#sthash.q5aJ54pi.dpuf

Things That Have Changed Since You Died: (Laura Kasischke)

It's been a long day, so the talk about today's poem (by Laura Kasischke) will be short.

It's a sweet, straight-forward, sentimental poem that makes me sigh deeply as I reach the end.

I like the examples she uses to describe the changes. It's very rooted in time/place. I know approximately when N lives and when You (who has died) lived. I wonder if this means that poem will not be one to read 15 years from now. The sentiment will remain, but no one may care (or know) the stories of the details.

Favorite line: "We/ send each other mail without stamps."