Allysa... geezus, I think I'm in love...
You're such a creative and stunning writer. I really envy your ability to take the mundane and everyday world and pick and choose from the images it presents, and use them as symbols... the pickle jar, the bookstore, stringed peas, and especially the tree leaves... looks like suburbia, lush and utterly lifeless...
This poem is fantastic, definitely one of your best. There's a lot of angst and a lot of trapped-in-the-modern-universe coming through in what you've written. Reminds me of Eliot's poetry in a way. Have you read him? You might like him, he did the same thing you did, and seems he felt the same way you feel a lot of the time...
I'm putting this in my private library. Everything about it is worthy of praise and I think you deserve much more attention than zero replies. A talented woman you are, Allysa...
Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.
~Percy Bysshe Shelley