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Post: “Even Hummingbirds Rest” by Sydney Cleland

Sun, 02 Apr 2017 00:40:48 GMT

Wed, 05 Apr 2017 21:21:26 GMT

The form of this poem reminds me of the way a person breathes, in and out, measured and slow, which the narrator comments on explicitly at the end of the first stanza. From this point, the poem inhales as another thread comes to play: the mother and her television, exhaling again when we see the hummingbird prepare for flight. I found myself breathing with the narrator, with the hummingbird, awaiting my own moment for rest. Kudos!

Sat, 08 Apr 2017 01:14:21 GMT

Lovely lovely lovely. The repetition is so subtle and feels effortless. <3

Alyssa Jordan
Fri, 04 Aug 2017 20:13:10 GMT

Such gorgeous work. I was particularly taken with the second stanza.

Mon, 21 Aug 2017 22:27:48 GMT

Such a beautiful poem! I love the parallel of the mother and the hummingbird. One is full of life while the other is trying to hang on. There were a few lines that made me think the hummingbird represented the mother in her prime.

Fri, 06 Apr 2018 16:20:19 GMT

Beautiful poem. I especially love your use of line breaks and indentations -- they don't seem to be random and they add a lot to the way I breathe when I read the poem aloud.