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The poem, titled "A conversation with…", presents a vivid and intense exploration of loss, grief, and the harsh realities of life. The use of metaphor and imagery is effective in conveying the emotional depth of the subject matter. However, there are areas where the poem could benefit from further refinement.

The first two lines set up an intriguing premise of a conversation with an unseen entity. However, the nature of this entity remains unclear throughout the poem. Is it an internal voice, a divine entity, or something else? Providing more context could enhance the reader's understanding and engagement.

The poem's language is rich and evocative, but at times, it can be overly complex, potentially obscuring the intended meaning. For example, the phrase "liquid robes the ruined sheets" is quite abstract. If the intention was to depict tears soaking the sheets, a more straightforward description might be more effective.

The poem's rhythm and meter could also be improved for better flow. The lines vary significantly in length and syllable count, which can disrupt the rhythm. Striving for more consistency could enhance the poem's musicality.

The ending of the poem is poignant and impactful, encapsulating the theme of loss and natural selection. However, the transition from the preceding lines to the final lines could be smoother. Currently, the shift in focus from personal grief to a broader perspective on life and death is quite abrupt.

Overall, the poem has a compelling theme and uses powerful language and imagery. With some refinement in clarity, rhythm, and transitions, it could be even more impactful.

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This tells of the pains both physical and emotional a woman might face with birthing a baby. It is written so the reader might feel the truth of it ! to sum it up into one word, I would say (Gripping) a sensitive write on the subject of born dead/still born. this delivers a huge punch!

*hugs, Cat

In the writing of the first line, you set the meter, but do not follow it thereafter.
The simple addition of a syllable or two in the lines that are lacking, can set things right,
and do not require much in the way of correction. For instance:

"It tells a truth that I abhor, the end[ing], that it seeks."
"For reason has left my soul; now far beyond [my] reach."
"As liquid robes the ruined sheets, loss floods my muddled mind." The longest line can make the imperative statement"
I would use the word [hold] rather than fold.

As always, use whatever you like, or throw it all away; it's yours to do with as you will. ~ Geez.
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Hello, Ruby,
So great to see your poetry again! This is a topic very close to my heart, as I lost my second child in stillbirth many years ago. Much of your language describes my experience then, and memories now. Yes, the loss of what was, as well as what could have been.
Thank you, Ruby, and it's wonderful to see your work, again!
L

You break my heart, Ruby.