The Catcher in the Rye Poem
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Ongoing, First published Mar 12, 2018
This is a poem I written based off of my favorite book of all time! This is Holden Caulfield feeling terrible for his little sister, Pheobe, because of how innocent she is compared to the "phonies" he has met throughout his life.
   I used a carousel for the cover because at the end, Pheobe rides the carousel; Holden thinks about how she is growing up soon. The title is called Catcher in the Rye because Holden wants to catch little children off the cliff. It's a motif in the book meaning that he is keeping them from growing up and changing.
      This book has changed my life. It has really shaped me into a better person. It has also inspired me to read more and to become an English teacher. You should definitely read it. Yes, this book has a lot of profanity and drug use, but it is worth reading.The writing and message is just so beautiful. I cried at the end of the book. It's just so amazing!!!!
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MELANCHOLY | Melancholy drips from my fingertips. SOON TO BE A PUBLISHED PAPERBACK. COMING 2025! This melancholy drips from my fingertips so slowly, you begin to forget I even exist. All of me, the hard parts of flesh you could never seem to love, drips down the drain. I am waiting for the day for your fingers to unscrew the pipes, dig through debris and mess, scrape your heart against the rust, just to find me, so we can go through it all over again. Here, in the pages I find myself, in the ink that writes against my flesh, I will whisper the sadness, the heartache, and the decaying for all of the unspoken. Perhaps under this layer of melancholy, the girl I once knew still exists.    First poetry collection in the series. Original poems based off real life experiences. #12 in poetry. Cover template made by @KaleidoGraphix on Canva. 𝑴𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒚 copyright © May Garner. 2017. All Rights Reserved.