Andrea Gibson. Her poems always twist my heart into knots, so beautifully heartbreaking. I'm headed to Afghanistan for my first tour next month. This poem and "For Eli" are so frightfully intriguing, they definitely strike a chord of wonder for the future in me.
i have seen all your videos and I'm proud to say 'm a huge fan.I love everything about your pieces. i relate to a couple and i think evverything is so raw. i adore your writing.
"When the sand in the desert has been melted down to glass and our reflection isn't something we can stand to look at does the white flag make for a perfect blindfold?" Gets me every time.
When she talked about how long flowers could survive in the hands of thieves during the end, and how it had so much more meaning, the meaning of lost innocence, I just lost it.
When she said the part about how 80% of soldiers cant bring themselves to kill an enemy soldier while they were sleeping, my stomach clenched. This is truly amazing.
this is amazing how can anyone not like her poetry i wish we could study her at school instead of some of the poets we do can anyone tell me what poem of hers has a line about buildings falling and somethhing like how many wall are no longer there when an amount of buildings fall ..it would be great if you could let me know i just cant remember the title many thanks
I need to meet you. You change TOO many lives. :) glad to.finally get a chance to communicate with you. Changed my life. Saved it. From myself. For years. Your words. Thanks.
It always takes her a long time to start reading a poem that hurts... It's like she's swallowing a pill on a dry throat and it hurts to get it down... I don't think I could do it.
fuck i cried dont you have a soul to hold that information in to express on another day in some other way than to type some shit like i cried meanless like some tweet or facebook up date. that was real man dont rejuice it to a cometition of emotion
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No matter how many times I hear this it amazes me still.
Some day I'll be half the poet she is, and I'll be more that proud of myself. Gods, she's amazing.
Andrea Gibson. Her poems always twist my heart into knots, so beautifully heartbreaking. I'm headed to Afghanistan for my first tour next month. This poem and "For Eli" are so frightfully intriguing, they definitely strike a chord of wonder for the future in me.
i have seen all your videos and I'm proud to say 'm a huge fan.I love everything about your pieces. i relate to a couple and i think evverything is so raw. i adore your writing.
ive listen to this more then ten times and cried each time.
I've heard this poem so many times but never does it lose it's meaning
No matter how many times I watch this, it makes me cry every time.
It's beautiful.
I am in love with Andrea Gibson
My uncle died in Vietnam too. I cried so hard at this. Andrea is such a beautiful human being.
I have chills. How does she do this to me with every word??
"When the sand in the desert has been melted down to glass and our reflection isn't something we can stand to look at does the white flag make for a perfect blindfold?" Gets me every time.
I don't need a like button. I need a Love button, a cried my soul out button. Before she even finished I had added it to my favorites.
Always makes me cry. So moving.
The words just come out of her. She giving me chill
cold chills proves how much beauty when into this
The music behind this poem is perfect
Her poems are just out of this world. What an amazing, fascinating, smart and inspiring woman. Thank you for putting this on UA-cam!!
this is literally the most amazing poem...
How It Ends
- just watched it, and that was my favorite line lol
wow. wow. wow. this is beauty.
She seems like me. Not entirely knowing what to say until the poem starts and then it flows like a river from the heart
She make's me feel, and really think about life.
this is one of the most moving poems I've ever heard!
When she talked about how long flowers could survive in the hands of thieves during the end, and how it had so much more meaning, the meaning of lost innocence, I just lost it.
That was so powerful. All I could say when the poem was done was wow.
I cried. Wow. Beautiful.
I got goosebumps!!!
wonderful, beautiful, moving, true
That was beautiful.
thank you
Me too! It inspires me.
chills... simply...
this piece is powerful with or without the piano.
Proof that poetry still matters.
Still here in 2024 ❤
I absolutely adore you!!!!
I so so agree
When she said the part about how 80% of soldiers cant bring themselves to kill an enemy soldier while they were sleeping, my stomach clenched. This is truly amazing.
This brought tears to my eyes because I am going through too being an American solider
i'm crying
Oh wow. Sobbing pretty hard...
the imagery she uses it unreal, close your eyes.
i literally fell asleep last night on this poem
Perfect
I can't believe she was in Lawrence!!! Damn it.
wwooooowwww.... amaizing
this is amazing
how can anyone not like her poetry i wish we could study her at school instead of some of the poets we do
can anyone tell me what poem of hers has a line about buildings falling and somethhing like how many wall are no longer there when an amount of buildings fall ..it would be great if you could let me know i just cant remember the title
many thanks
This poem really hurts. It's good that it hurts though. It's important.
>when the sand in the desert is melted to glass and our reflection is not something we can stand to look at
Mother of god. Wow.
I love the conclusion :')
CHILLS. ARE YOU KIDDING ME.
I need to meet you. You change TOO many lives. :) glad to.finally get a chance to communicate with you. Changed my life. Saved it. From myself. For years. Your words. Thanks.
It always takes her a long time to start reading a poem that hurts... It's like she's swallowing a pill on a dry throat and it hurts to get it down... I don't think I could do it.
F is even more finished with g.
I am a comedy queen.
Holy shit...
SHE WAS IN MY FUCKING TOWN AND I WASN'T THERE?!?!? WTH.
I tried not to cry. Failed.
fuck i cried dont you have a soul to hold that information in to express on another day in some other way than to type some shit like i cried meanless like some tweet or facebook up date. that was real man dont rejuice it to a cometition of emotion
War is so sad.
fucking hell
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