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Watchwoman
Ananke

The stones of her city
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and her house are colder
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than the glass she nightly presses
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with a fog of questions.
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                    This comforts her.
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She wishes the window were larger
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or the city smaller, wishes the alleys
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and the cobbled streets
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all faced her.
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For though she has spent yearfuls
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of nights placed here,
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watching each night clerk wandering,
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watching lovers in their brazen affections,
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though everyone has certainly passed once,
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                           if not a dozen times,
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if not nightly,
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she believes
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she is the goddess of her city
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believes she cannot leave her nightly post.
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All would crumble, hollow and
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empty-spirited,
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and she can feel that the hidden places
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have already done so,
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are creeping upon her.
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31 Jul 03

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the rhythm starts out wonderfully, i think. but the ending is not quite up to par. it sounds good but it leaves one hanging, in a way. asking for more.
 — ein

Lots of moods here. Romantic (as in classical romanticism), some supernatural or mythological element, but mostly existential. I noticed "yearfuls" is a poetic license. I would have though Yearsful.
 — RSpiers1

i like to watch woman so i ll give this a nine
 — unknown

lol lol lol @ unknown, but thanks.

I'll try to work on the rhythm
 — Ananke

a 10 an a 5 with no comment. you'd think their opinion would be strong enough to say why. :(
 — unknown

You know your language ananke, and everything you write shows that confidence(By the way, just reading message board comments where people are making out that you are THE PERSONIFICATION OF GODDESS POETRY! Or some such thing. How do you feel about that?) I really like your work, but this is just a little too... uh... sentimental for me. Seemed you were a bit too obvious and maybe didn't think it through enough? Of course, i may just have drunk waaaay too much cough medicine and am right now typing on a horse and sending it to the ghost of Bob Hope...
 — nose

I believe it was "superstar", unless I'm thinking of another post? And I believe it was meant as a criticism. This one goes back on the drawering board.
 — Ananke

awesome job
 — unknown

I wish I could pinpoint precisely what it is about this poem that pulled me in.
It just did.  
 — LauraLea2

"she believes" pulled me in.
 — Meep

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