 I don’t normally review poetry (I don’t have much experience here, so excuse my stumbling attempts), but this one really pulled me in because it told such a beautiful, human story. What I liked best was the sense of things being passed down quietly over time as shared moments, not as lessons. The bells linked memory and belief through rituals of looking and listening together.
I loved how the poem left the readers with uncertainty rather than trying to resolve it. There was grief here as the narrator slowly drifted away from childhood wonder, all handled with a light touch which worked very well. The idea that some things can’t be forced, that meaning comes back in its own time, felt very true. Those moments of connection across generations felt very natural and not sentimental, and I think that’s why they were so relatable.
Thank you for explaining the structure. I was impressed how it supported this piece without feeling forced in any way. The repetition made it feel like an echo of the bells, like the narrator was returning to the same memories with slightly different understanding each time. By the end, there was a sense of hope, which was exactly what I had been wishing for as I was reading. A great poem!
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