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Back Draft
by Maria Lupinacci
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Back Draft

Flat. The scenery was flat.
Paper houses, and cellophane
children. Their voices screech,
owls on the hunt.
Sound
wafting through an aluminum background
I composed as a child.

Imagine a movie where the actors
arenít acting. They're standing,
sitting, rationalizing
what they are supposed to be doing --
only no one is doing
a thing. Change the channel.

The boy next door wasnít home,
or he was except he forgot
to watch
through the window. His mother furious
with him the night before threatened: If I find you on that sill
one more time it will be the end of it!

Not knowing what ďthe end of itĒ would be,
he forgot to watch.

Sometimes the night comes early
and the street lights arenít readyĖ

there are laws to abide by, cosmic occurrences
pre-commissioned to subtly
(or not so subtly)
remind us there is a reason
for everything:

My brother is a thief by nature, banned
from every store Jersey through Pennsylvania.
The women he held company with have all
been thieves as well.

This, of course, would mean nothing
in concurrence with this poem
except that it does:

Paper houses, children screeching,
actors
who arenít acting,
and a boy who always watches
what the neighbors are doing instead
of doing whatever it is he should be doing. His mother, unaware

of why she finally
had enough with his dilly-dallying,
came to apologize
when she read in the paper
that I had been robbed.



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Reviewed by Kenny Baez
Thoughtful meditation on the state of play in the neighbourhood.
Reviewed by Amor Sabor
How I missed this i shall never know...but I am glad to have found my way here.
Amor
Reviewed by richard poor
laws are made to be broken...tho prices must also be paid. i always love your writes! very good!!!
Reviewed by M Flack
Interesting write. Sortoflike a Days ofour lifes inpoetry form...
Well done.Keepup the great work...
Reviewed by J M
"there are laws to abide by, cosmic occurrences
pre-commissioned to subtly
(or not so subtly)
remind us there is a reason
for everything:"

It is true their are spiritual laws in effect past the laws of land and the ending was excellent to this poem...

peace,
josie
Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater
Surreal implosion of voyeurism and surveillance of poetic excellence, Maria! Who knew as a child, composing, what we would end up with as adults?? Would we be robbed, not only of material possessions, but also emotions? At least, we're not shy hens huddling at the corner of the pen. This neighbor boy just as well could have been me looking at a nude woman mannequin in the store windows, where as a young girl, I had such a fascination with the windowdressers playing with adult Barbies...the only thing I stole were peeks where the mute plastic actress wasn't acting...just my fantasy imagination...good to see you posting again, Maria...be well...Blessed Be.

Sage
Reviewed by Tracey Hardie
Maria... i have always admired your work. Your pen is flawless. Excellent poem!
Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU

A beautiful flower for the literary Spring. "Back Draft" bears the aroma of symbolism, impressionism and dramatic rhythm.

In admiration,


Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
Beautiful description of any street in any neighborhood. A moment in time, so vivid. Enjoyed this. Thanks!
Be safe,
Karen
Reviewed by E T Waldron
Maria, this is a very well written esoteric poem about a stark reality! Your intricate way with words make it special!Good to see you!;-)
Reviewed by jude forese
uniquely conceived ...

when the unforeseen arrives it vanishes before we realize it's gone ...
Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK
Where You Been...

Well My Family Robbed Me To But They're Bunch Robbing 2 Faced Liars...

Neat Cosmic Write On...

TRASK
Reviewed by Kate Burnside
What a total TREAT!! Great to have your voice back in chorus here, Maria... or rather, as a wonderful soloist because your distinctive flavour has such a rich and authoritative quality to it. Acute, astute and penetrating, as usual, no messing here. Lifetimes and lifestyles are captured with intensity and yet defined precision as befits the moment. As much as it often drives us insane, how often do we live to regret the "usual" not happening which might otherwise have prevented the untoward disaster? Life is sometimes full of dramatic irony, even when we paint it black, monotone or lifeless. Your usual high-calibre of thought and execution here, Maria. TY Kate xx
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
Great imagery you captured!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by Dale Clark
Love your work Maria! This is no exception,
just an great vision.
Reviewed by Bill Grimes Jr.
"Paper houses, and cellophane children."

Beautiful imagery!

Bill
Reviewed by Kathy Kubik
This is beautiful, Maria! I especially love this line: Sometimes the night comes early and the street lights arenít readyĖ and the repetition of the first stanza. Remarkable work! It's so great to read your work again.

Be well,

Kathy
Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
You've painted a poem on the backs of my eyes, in beautiful imagery--well done, Maria!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Welcome back!
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
Maria, so good to see you again; you've been missed! Good to see your wonderful poetry again; you haven't lost your style! Very well done; brava!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Reviewed by William DeVault
I love the word painting. And I feel the dimensions of the characters.
Reviewed by Michael Mathieu
Our imagination tends to be wild at times...Sitting on this window sill meant something to him but stayed in trouble,,,There is a reason for everything...I agree...

Michael
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