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Blogs by Antoinette Kopperfield
Pages of My Life
5/4/2006 10:50:39 PM
No one could ever understand
I wrote the poem "Pages of My Life" while in a nostalgic mood. That particular day I did look back and in a way it was scary. Some of the memories we carry with us to our middle age change in perception from what they used to be.
When I referred to the tree stump not having swings it was a siloquoy. It came out of rememberance of the fact that I am now older and things from my past were missing.
In analyzing what I meant by the garmets that used to have vivid colors I believe deep down inside I was talking about aging. As we get older the colors fade.
When you read the part about the grey skies I am referring to how we go through many changes in our lives though the grey skies are still the same. They never change. They are constant in that they will always be in the sky on a dreary day.
All in all, I came to the conclusion that I was born out of love no matter what else happened in my life. I had to reassure myself that it was love that brought me into this world even though my childhood was more tragic than most.
This is my first public critique of my work though it does help me to analyze what I was trying to say. Though it did not make sense to all it made sense to some.
I suppose that is what matters.
Antoinette
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