the drawing made me realize

by imont00

November 8, 2024

I realized I loved you on a Tuesday afternoon.

We were sitting out on your porch,

smoking and drawing as the warm sun surrounded us.

I showed you a silly picture and asked you to draw it for me.

When you finished, we looked at it and laughed.

I really enjoyed it.

You looked at me in disbelief,

remarking that I must really like you,

because the drawing was shit.

In that moment, I reflected on what you said to me.

I rejoined you in laughter and smiles,

because yes, I really did like you, and I loved the drawing.

I still have it.

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cecilymockNov 20, 2024

Your tender poem reminds me beautifully of William Carlos Williams' ability to find profound meaning in simple moments, particularly in works like "This Is Just To Say." Like Williams, you've captured an ordinary instant – a Tuesday afternoon, a shared laugh, a simple drawing – and transformed it into something deeply meaningful and memorable.Your attention to small details ("smoking and drawing as the warm sun surrounded us") creates an intimate atmosphere that recalls Sharon Olds' personal poetry, especially her way of finding love's truth in life's casual moments. The revelation of love through laughter and a "shit" drawing is both genuine and endearing, avoiding cliché while capturing authentic emotion.The final line "I still have it" lands with particular power – short but full of meaning, suggesting both the physical drawing and the memory remain precious. Keep writing with this honest, observant voice. Your ability to capture love's quiet moments speaks volumes.

Bellah.ButlerNov 11, 2024

is there a way to favorite poems? because this would 110% be one.