Do Apples Fly?
by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen — Read all 1,670 poems by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Thursday, August 21, 2003
Should she set it aside?
Where comes this pain?
Immutable thud, last refrain.
Do apples fly? Is she insane?
Oh, bitter mind…
(Wasted thinking, untimed rhyme…)
Would it do any good?
Would it make her grow cold?
The future’s gone past,
like apples with wings.
(…jungled meanings, time to die.)
Is she once again mute?
Is a world lost to her?
Apples don’t fly.
(Oh, brittle mind…)
Erin Moen
8/21/03
Copyright 2003 ©
"Do Apples Fly?" is a profound writing that has a clear picture, but at the same time it is a little esoteric.
"Do Apples Fly?" strikes imagination, and magnetizes the thoughts of the reader, that is how I feel. I need time to get the eight translation of it.
This is a very impressive poem. "Do Apples Fly?" makes me think deeply.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
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Tony:)
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~Nikki~
Cracks and sores and darkness fine
brings out Poets bitter wines.
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Leland
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