I wrote this poem while at the Young Writers at Kenyon summer
program. Other high school writers gave me advice. Often I ask
my mom, who is a writer, to read and comment on my poems. She's
more willing to criticize because she isn't so afraid of offending
me. It's important to have an outsider's perspective, I think,
to see what other people get from your poem. Also, they might
hate a certain line you thought was OK, or love a line you weren't
so sure about. It's kind of fascinating.
Delia chooses some perfect verbs in this poem: clouds, urges,
lifted, presses, blink, inching. The description of the action,
the verb choice, and the simile of the steam "like the breath
of a boy on a winter window" give this poem a unique voice.
Delia describes a moment that many of us have had - falling asleep
in a car - but she does it with originality.