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    A poem for today.

    A poem that kind of sums up my day. Hope you enjoy it.

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    Let the houseplants go
    my love,
    the vegetable garden too.
    There is nothing here to sustain
    any longer.
    Forgive the tomatoes their yearnings,
    sweetheart.
    Forgive them their thirsts.
    And forgive yourself,
    the watering can held above
    their brittle, begging heads,
    and you unwilling to give
    a drop.

    -Marika Guthrie

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    My...a bit harsh. Are the plants a metaphor for yourself? Or are you the one withholding the water?
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    John, I'm the one waiting for water.

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    Whoa...that must've been quite a barren relationship. Are you out of it?

    I like the poem overall, but the metaphor is pretty vague. I have no clue to what "house plants" and "vegetable garden" and "tomatoes" pertain. I think you need to moor those things more clearly to aspects of yourself. For example, "house plants" could be domestic duties you perform, but without any sort of help, recognition, or appreciation from the fellow. "Vegetable garden" could relate to your youthful dreams, which you laid aside for your family, but now that the kids are up and out, the dreams of creativity and usefulness outside the home are kindling again, but with no encouragement or support from the fellow. "Tomatoes" could bespeak unfulfilled sexual/emotional yearnings. If you could clarify those metaphors, I think this could be a first-class poem.

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