A poem that asks who we become when we forget that the faces on the other side came from somewhere, came from someone, the same way ours did.
I liked the poem. Standing on its own. Normally I don’t read the background notes, but in this case they enhanced my experience of the poem immensely. Thank you for that context.
I liked the poem. Standing on its own. Normally I don’t read the background notes, but in this case they enhanced my experience of the poem immensely. Thank you for that context.
I'm so glad you liked the poem and also my note. Thank you.