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The poems that I have posted on my page are similar in the fact that they all fall under the theme of love. They all are different because each poem shows a different effect of love. The first poem, "When my Love Swears That she is Made of Truth," is about how love isn't always truthful and love will be forever young and there is no age in love. In the second poem, "Meeting at Night," it talks about how love is a process. At first it's only a little thing with nerves and questions and then it grows and becomes so much more, causing your heart to beat faster and harder then ever before. The next poem is "Tree at my Window." This poem communicates devotion. The fourth poem is "The Sick Rose." A line that explains the tone of the poem is, "And his dark secret love does thy life destroy." This poem is much darker then the others and when love comes around it can make you do crazy things that can destroy your life. The last poem and my personal favorite is "Sorting Laundry." The poem has a strong feel of hurt that reflects off of the poem. She has lost her love and now all of this laundry that has been built up these feelings are shining through getting sharper and sharper piercing her heart. "Our king-sized sheets like tablecloths for the banquets of giants." This is an example of feelings being sewn together and the expression of hurt expanding.

The binding topic is evident in each poem because, although each has a different effect of love it shows there at least once was a happiness whether or not it is still visible. The fact that they do have different takes on love makes it interesting and more emotional. Right from the start there was a poem that had the most effect on me. The poem is "Sorting Laundry." Everything about this poem makes sense to me. There were strong visuals like "a mountain of unsorted wash could not fill the empty side of the bed." This feeling of without you I'm just not okay and without you I've lost who I am and where to go from here. Love makes no sense and the aftermath can cause a tornado of a person with so many questions yet no answers. I was amazed with how much I learned from reading this poem. The imagery of laundry was creative and surprising.