[Critique Group 2] Joan's poem for July

[Joan Myles]

A Boy Called Albert

by Joan Myles


the poem I want to write

simple and real and raw

says it all in a few lines

but my heart is a noisy jumble

words aren’t everything

sometimes there are complications like

cerebral palsy and

blindness and

simply surviving adolescence

the poem I want to write

about how I  called you Albert

throbs with you laughing

saying“you didn’t understand me did you”

and me blushing

because I understood that

the poem I want to write

jumps with the spasms of insight

you pushed through my ears

into mangled letters between X’s

ripped and fisted free of the typewriter

and delivered to me

and maybe it’s me laughing this time

saying “you don’t understand me do you”

because words aren’t everything
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