Osadolor Osayande
Osadolor Osayande
Oct 23, 2018

UNLEARNING SELF-PITY

I have been trying hard
to neither forget myself
nor become plagued
with having to recall
who I was before this man
sitting sullen-faced
before a cracked reflection.

Our people say reflections crack
when onlookers stare
at mirrors without blinking.

I have bought their words
and learnt that
you can never, ever,
pause the soul,
never create a saint
out of self-pity.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Really miss being here. Feels so good to have more time for poetry once again. I'd appreciate your views family. Thanks.

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Direction: How does this theme appeal to you?

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Nigeria, Port Harcourt, NGA

Favorite Poets: Maya Angelou

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Comments

Eumolpus

after a few reads of this short work, I would make it shorter:

Our people say reflections crack
when onlookers stare
at mirrors without blinking.

I have bought their words
and learned that (spell check)
you can never, ever,
pause the soul,
never create a saint
out of self-pity.

I think this involves me the reader without the explanation in the first stanza. The work has more punch and poetic truth. Love the opening "our people say" .

My take. Nice poem!