SUBJECT>Re: Iceman POSTER>susan EMAIL>susan@perspective.com DATE>1112923928 IP_ADDRESS>adsl-64-161-202-71.dsl.snfc21.pacbell.net PREVIOUS>85898 NEXT> IMAGE> LINKNAME> LINKURL>

I think the poem would benefit if a couple of images were corrected/tightened:

If you "slide into love," the rest of the simile should have something sliding into something.

It's hard to see the cherry blossoms jumping into disaster when what the poem wants us to see is them frozen still.

And at the end, I think the "them" refers to the gloves, but I'm not sure. Perhaps you could make that clearer.

Frozen cherry blossoms are a nice metaphor --
Susan

: The cherry blossoms bud early this Spring,
: jump into disaster.

: Ice slipped in overnight, left them frigid
: statues.
: At the slightest tremor

: of new growth, I glaze over doubts
: with a fool’s grace,

: slide into love like an old glove
: missing a matching mate.

: My love is ice cold; nothing gets in or out.
: I skate in circles on the surface.

: I abandon them in cold houses.
: Lights out.