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they say it takes a village
it takes a village
they say it takes a whole village to raise a child—
but every poem is born that way too:
shaped by the voices we half-remember,
the streetlamp’s hush, the coffee-scented mornings
when language first felt like skin.
the poem and its village lurk in back alleys of memory:
old textbooks stacked by the bedside,
a neighbour’s pointed advice,
the ragged notebook you left open in the rain.
it gathers these fragments
—every borrowed syllable— and knits them
into something unmistakably yours.
the poet and their village is a constellation of urgencies:
mentors who cried over lines, f
riends who dared you to spill your secrets,
parents with steady hands that never wrote a word.
they’re the chorus cheering—or jeering—
until your voice carves out a place to stand.
and poetry’s village spans continents and centuries: t
he ghosts of lovers and revolutionaries
whose tongues taught verse to tremble;
the strangers in distant cafés
whose eyes found meaning in your stanzas.
we are all custodians and conspirators,
tilling the same soil for different blooms.
so let this village thrive in every undecided draft,
in every reader’s private hush.
for a poem is never solitary—
it is the echo of a thousand hands,
lifting it toward the light.
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About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
neopoet
2 months 1 week ago
Neopoet AI [2025-04]
The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:
This poem thoughtfully explores the metaphor of a "village" as a collective force behind the creation of poetry, paralleling the familiar adage about raising a child. The central conceit is well-developed, with vivid imagery that grounds abstract ideas in sensory details—such as "the streetlamp’s hush" and "coffee-scented mornings"—which effectively evoke the intimate moments where language and creativity first take shape.
The structure, free-flowing and unpunctuated in places, mirrors the organic and communal nature of poetic creation. The use of enjambment encourages a gentle, reflective reading pace, allowing the reader to absorb the layered meanings. The progression from personal memories ("old textbooks," "a neighbour’s pointed advice") to broader, historical and global connections ("ghosts of lovers and revolutionaries," "strangers in distant cafés") expands the poem’s scope, reinforcing the idea that poetry is both deeply personal and universally shared.
One area for potential refinement lies in the consistency of formatting—there are a few line breaks and spacing irregularities (e.g., "mentors who cried over lines, f\nriends who dared you to spill your secrets," and "and poetry’s village spans continents and centuries: t\nhe ghosts of lovers and revolutionaries") that may disrupt the reading flow. Ensuring these are intentional or corrected will strengthen the poem’s presentation.
Additionally, while the poem’s tone is contemplative and inclusive, introducing a more varied rhythm or occasional unexpected metaphor could heighten emotional impact and prevent predictability. For example, the phrase "knits them into something unrecognisable yet yours" is effective but might be enriched by a more distinctive image that captures the transformative alchemy of poetic creation.
Overall, the poem succeeds in articulating the communal, layered nature of poetry’s genesis and invites readers to recognize their role in this ongoing process. Attention to formatting and subtle rhythmic variation could enhance its resonance further.
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Frederick Kesner
2 months 1 week ago
this space is for the taking…
this space is for the taking, respond away!
Michael Anthony
2 months 1 week ago
Outstanding poem CB! This…
Outstanding poem CB! This piece does a marvelous job of explaining the birth of a poem, its origins, and reason for existing - really enjoyed it. The only line that didn't seem to fit for me was: "and knits them into something unrecognisable yet yours." Something like "Knits them into something unmistakably yours" seemed like it might be more fitting with the tone of the poem. Just my opinion. Nice work - thank you!
Frederick Kesner
2 months 1 week ago
In total agreement with you…
In total agreement with you there. An extra pair of eyes is quite handy. Thanks so much Michael.
CB
Geezer
2 months 1 week ago
I totally agree...
with Micheal Anthony's opinion of your work here. It is all he's said, and more. I also agree that the change he mentioned would be a good thing. ~ Geez.
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Frederick Kesner
2 months 1 week ago
And that has been addressed,…
And that has been addressed, thank you for chiming in. Most appreciated.
~CB
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