poetry critical

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Welcome to Poetry Critical, an online poetry workshop. To post your own poetry you'll need to create a user id by typing a name and password in the box above and hitting 'New User'. If you just want to critique or jump into the discussion, however, you can go ahead and get started!

Random Poem:

The Green Lovers

Why does the capybara cry,
or bats into turbines fly?
Why does the hedgehog bleed,
or birds forget to feed?
Tell me of instinct, or dopamine,
of animal urges like that of a teen.
Show me the workings of chemistry.
Open my eyes. Let me see.
In this world, I fell in love
with a boy stained with petrel blood.
From his concern, I drank my fill,
as we worked against the oil spill.
Yet, by noon, I was out of love,
as he mourned a blackened dove,
and I could see his black-flecked tears
rip into me and call forth my fears.
I’d like to know why an abused dog
will, by a human side, docilely plod
or yet why an injured snake
refused to wake, refused to take
the mouse I offered, why its eyes
were grey and milky to my surprise.
When vets like us fall in love,
we treat this sickness wearing gloves.

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