Raised Voices Poem Analysis

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Many of us have lost something that held a reason in our life and a loss that did not. I have loss a person that was a purpose and should still be in my life today, but things will come and go and that has made me who I am today. The loss I experienced was my aunt not by death, but by actions and choices. The poems that best connected and related with my loss were “Naming” by Nancy Mairs and “Raised Voices” by Jack Brannon from What Have You Lost? The poems both hold similar qualities to my loss, and they easily relate. My loss happened about two months ago with my dad’s sister. When I was younger, my aunt and I were inseparable, I visited her every day since she just lived down the road. I would get home from daycare and ride my bike over …show more content…
A poem about how two siblings who have not talked for many years, begin to talk to each other again. One of them had to be the bigger person by taking that next step and talk to the other. The poem is about how his sister left him in a time where he could have used her the most. Two lines that really grabbed my attention was “We went our ways as refugees” (19-20) and “I started first to ask you the questions, now your voice has come to you- ask me your questions” (24-26). This poem relates to my loss because my dad’s sister and I were so close, then all it took was some yelling to end up like it has. We have gone in our own directions and I have a feeling that we are not going to be talking or seeing each other for some time. I could be the bigger person, but she chose to not want to be a part of my life and I cannot force her to be. So, I just have to wait for her to be the person to change the situation, not me. I do not like how one simple question ruined our relationship, how it escalated so quickly and ended up the way that it is today. I went on with my life and she went on hers, I was not about to sit around waiting, crying or beg for her to become a part of my life again. She will have to put some effort and sympathy in order for me to trust and accept her unnecessary comments and

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