poetry critical

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Random Poem:

Mulberry in Bloom
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Mulberry's sweet in my mouth
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and mystery between my legs
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as I straddled a branch,
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pretending I was an Indian
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riding hard away from the pale-faced cowboy.
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We were not allowed to touch
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or talk about our private parts
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so how could I explain to anyone
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the waves that washed over me
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as I clung to the tree?
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A secret!  Who to ask, who to tell?
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The book my mother gave me
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on "How Baby's are Born'
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didn't help, only grossed me out,
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made me wonder how a woman
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made the transition from Off to On
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(was it in the magic ring
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a man slid on her finger?)
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and I couldn't look my father
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in the eye for weeks.
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I spent hours climbing trees that summer,
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holes rubbed in every pair of shorts I owned
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until I discovered fingers are quicker.
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Looking back, it's hard to think
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of a ten year old girl with a flat chest
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and no boyfriend having more sexual success
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than many grown women.
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I wonder if that tree has become like me -
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brittle, unleafed, unclimbed.
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