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See You Next Year
Thanksgiving is in the tears that burst like ripe grapes. Proclaiming, see you next year, we wave, begin to panic. With these tears, the further we go the tighter we are entwined. We hold onto each others image, hold each other way-deep as the bus pulls us apart, stretching our gratitude for miles.
Judith Pordon
Judith Pordon (born October 31, 1954) is an American poet
I like this poem because it is sad, this poem is called See you next year. This poem is about relationship between two women. This poem touched my feelings, when I read this poem. If I have left my friends in Indonesia and had to go back to Korea, I would be sad. I would miss my friends and cry for a long day. When I read this poem, it reminded me about when I was young boy.
Simile: ( grapes like ripe grapes) Personification:(Thanksgiving,Proclaming)
