The Possibility

The possibility by James Fenton is an incredible poem, and my favorite out of this packet. To me, this poem is beautiful and so vivid. I can feel what Fenton is saying, it is very easy to connect to. When I finished reading this poem in class, I just sat there staring at it for a minute. For some reason, I just felt that it was really well worded and it just gave me chills.

I connected to this poem, which was cool because usually it's hard to explain how I am feeling but this poem explained perfectly. I am the oldest of three girls and because I am, I have to take a lot of responsibility for a lot of things. I have to do things for myself as I get older. My two younger siblings need a lot more attention than me so I have kind of became more quiet in a lot of ways. I usually keep to myself and do what I can to help when I can. The lines that I connected to and saw myself in were:

I know this flower is beautiful,
And yesterday it seemed to be.
It opened like a crimson hand.
It was not beautiful to me.
...
The flower closes like a fist.
The possibility recedes.

I'm a pretty reserved person because usually, when I try to say something or open up I feel like I get shut down. The other day, my friends were talking about politics and I threw in a comment about my views. Immediately after I said it, my friend told me (in a round about way) that I was wrong. I just felt like what I had to say wasn't even valid. Like I had no idea what I was talking about. Needless to say, I kept my mouth shut for the rest of that conversation. Who knows, I could have actually made a really valid point but I didn't push anything. I closed right up.

I'm not quiet because I like being silent and have nothing to say, i'm quiet because I know if I say something someone will tell me that i'm wrong in some way. It's kind of difficult to explain why I like this poem so much. I tried to talk to my friend about it after we read it and they looked at me like 'okay...sure it's a great poem?' But I like it, I connect to it.