Once our shovels are broken, we can’t exactly heap words into the comment section. We have to pluck them one at a time and pass them to you before they wilt. 💕
Thanks, brother. This one didn't require much revision. Sometimes you have to scrape away a lot of fluff to get to the core of a poem, but this one came whole.
Beautiful! If I was the editor of Poetry magazine and the industry wasn't corrupt, I'd choose to publish this poem without thinking.
Thank you, Felix! I did try to cut to the heart of it.
Yes...
Agreed, Felix.
In four lines, you say all that must be said. Kudos, Josh.
Thank you, Mary ❤️
Whoa! This is one of those poems, that I'd read, read again and yet again and still can't have enough. A hug from afar.
Thanks so much!
I love the deceptive directness of this poem, which keeps me reading it, looking for the load that's broken the shovel, just out of sight. Beautiful.
Thank you! Tried to pare back to the core.
Wow, no pun intended, but there's depth there.
Appreciate that, Ben.
The shovel is a powerful metaphor here
Thanks, Jill!
Perfect in every way.
Thanks, Tara :)
I appreciate how brief many of the comments are, too. Nuff said!
Once our shovels are broken, we can’t exactly heap words into the comment section. We have to pluck them one at a time and pass them to you before they wilt. 💕
Wow Josh, this was a tour de force. So powerful. I’ve read it three times already, and suspect I will a few more
Thanks, brother. This one didn't require much revision. Sometimes you have to scrape away a lot of fluff to get to the core of a poem, but this one came whole.
Loved hearing you read your poem...will listen again and again