Stone Bench
The poem Stone Bench tells us the story of Amanda N. Butler and how she saw the backyard of a childhood friend. This poem is not only a tribute to those times and her secret wish that she could return to this magical place.

The poem Stone Bench tells us the story of Amanda N. Butler and how she saw the backyard of a childhood friend. This poem is not only a tribute to those times and her secret wish that she could return to this magical place.

Amanda N. Butler
Amanda N. Butler
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About Amanda

Before we begin analysing this poem, let’s start with an introduction of Amanda N. Butler. She is a published author. Her two books were published in 2015 – Tableau Vivant – and 2017 – effercrescent. Her work is not only shared a lot on social media. It is also published on other websites about poetry.

 

Amanda lives in Florida and is well educated. She holds a BA in Professional Writing and an MBA in Marketing.

 

This talented poetess publishes her work on her own website, Twitter and Facebook.

 

 

The stone bench
The stone bench that Amanda described in her poem.

About Stone Bench

In this poem, Amanda takes us back to her childhood. She had a best friend with a stone bench in her backyard. This bench was surrounded by trees and these trees made this place a magical place. Together they could play and enter a world filled with fairies, goddesses and ballerinas. The adult world and the responsibilities of this world, they were so far away.

“That stone bench and the moss upon it was the door to that world.”

When reading this poem, you are part of this world of Amanda. The poem is surprisingly and sums up everything that made this Stone Bench into something magical. What is very different to other poems that are about the past, is that this one is not written in the past tense. When reading this poem, it demands only one action: to close your eyes and think about what you’ve read. Are you able to see this beautiful, magical world?

This is a poem that almost anyone is able to understand as it holds an important message: children should be able to play. Sometimes, these memories are so bittersweet that it makes you want them to never end. Yet, they did.

Stone Bench

 

Stone Bench

precipice moss-curtains –

– hung from the stone bench,
drapery secondary to the trees
branches curled in
coiling an astronomy tower
with a balcony
where only fae can fly.

 

– open to a world where pointe shoes
point the way
away from screams
where gold cages disappear
here
is an altar to autumn
and we are the Ones
Who make the leaves fall.

 

– withdrawn.

 

Amanda N. Butler

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