12-14-2012, 12:21 PM
This comment relates to version two. I like the way the poem juxtaposes images of moving and closure with hints at warm memories. It's sad in a subtle way, and reminds me of Home Is So Sad by Philip Larkin. My only quibble is with the last line, which I feel is too literal for such an atmospheric poem. It implies the end of a romantic relationship, which is fine if that's what the poem is about, but I think you have the chance to tap into something more universal. JMHO of course. Thanks for the read.
"We believe that we invent symbols. The truth is that they invent us; we are their creatures, shaped by their hard, defining edges." - Gene Wolfe

