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A Cradle in a Cold Room
BY G. M. PALMER
We are dying too;
our breath betrays us though:
this room is cold like you.
Your sisters cradle you;
their tears and questions flow:
“are we dying, too?”
I run my fingers through
your hair that cannot grow.
This room is cold like you.
How can I honor you
when every moment shows
that we are dying, too?
If none of this were true—
a lie I can’t compose
in this room cold like you.
We hold each other through
what we don’t want to know:
this room is cold like you
and we are dying, too.
M.Zinger’s Immediate Impressions
1. What strikes you most about this poem? Does reading it bring up any thoughts, emotions or sensations?
Deep sadness for the loss people feel for those moved on and for the internal death they have yet to heal.
2. What do you like most about this poem?
It’s very clear what it’s conveying. Many people will relate to this.
3. What do you like least about this poem?
Just that it made me a little sad
4. Before reading any poem, do you come to it with certain expectations? If so, does this particular poem meet those expectations? Does your expectations affect your opinion of this poem?
No expectations. But it did surprise me how much I liked it.
5. Does this poem make you want to read more poems?