Poetry / Untitled (Analysis)

I tried to review this in the queue but I don’t play here as much as I’d like.  But I’m glad this poem got into my rotation because it’s very good. You have a distinct style in this poem…a bit of a sleep walking atmosphere or perhaps shell-shocked. I love the ambiguity of whether the speaker is happy or sad about the break up.  It has a bit of the “don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone” pathos. I love the line…”He packed all his clean socks and took Her hand…”  I don’t mind the punctuation or the capitalization…I go where you lead me.  And I liked where that was.
Ardriana

It has the makings of a really great poem. I loved “He always took the blankets”
I think the poem really starts at “I awoke to no one …” I don’t think you need “I was right” or “I guess I win” Let the reader form his own judgement. These lines also ruin the flow of the poem. Overall a great job.

This is creative and thought-provoking; but i seriously don’t get it. I’ve read it again and again. maybe you could explain this to me. good work.

It leaves me pleasantly ambiguous, since it’s not immediately obvious if it’s a happy ‘good riddance’ or sad breakup poem. Maybe pleasantly melancholy. I appreciate the mood/lack-of-mood, and it has a nice flow, very easy to read.

I very much like this.  It is a bit droll and worldly-wise, but at the same time it portrays a very recognizable, tender situation.

I like your choice of seemingly mundane but very true details: like his pulling the blankets and the answer about the salt.

I tend to like punctuation in poetry, so it tookme awhile to get used to pausing at the ends of each line for it to make sense—but I did.

I hope you have lots more of those “creative” nights.