Interesting little poem that seems to be a kind of “self awareness” moment. I like it and though it moves simply from line to line, it does get your message across. I would, perhaps, like to see an image or two in your poem – for example (mind still unclear – as what – unclear as cloudy water, a cloud filled sky, mist on the mountains…?) Poetry should be visual, should paint pictures for us and I think your poem has all the possibility of being a very fine poetic picture. I will be considering your poem for featuring in a future poetladykatz Instagram page post, but would love to see it resubmitted with some editing with an eye towards imagery. Your friend in poetry, Susan
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