Self Portrait

A reader dips a hand

Into swift water

Waiting in initial silence

To be taken by the current


An author swims

Without life preserver


Yelling towards the shoreline

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18 Responses to Undertow

  1. So true! So appreciate that author yelling, hollering, splashing their way!


  2. “An author swims without a life preserver.”



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  4. Just Joan says:

    You have eloquently summed up the difference between readers and writers. Writers take a much greater risk. 🙂


  5. Right on!!! (As we once said) AND, ‘Neato-Keeno’…

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  6. Fluid Phrase says:

    Wow! Succinctly captured the contrast. Very perceptive.

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  7. You’d described the “relationship” of the reader and the writer in relations to the work very well here.


  8. vivachange77 says:

    Hurrah for the authors!!


  9. dornahainds says:

    Excellent! 😎😎😎🥀🥀🥀


  10. I thought about the poem for several days because I wanted to appreciate it. And today, I feel the truth I am trying to shout to the shore. Well done.


  11. christopherdstiehl says:

    The poem gave me a gut-chuckle, and then a quiet moment of self reflection. It is rare for writing to do both in a concise manner. Well done.


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