At first, the clubs were frightening, swinging away from my hands in strange patterns--
red—yellow—blue--
chaotic, unpredictable,
colliding like doomed galaxies
in midair.

Best to jump back, to let go.
I tried to tame them, then,
launching one at a time, only one
in a slow, controlled arc.

Cautiously I added a second,
letting the last wait in my hand
while its fellows soared…
but it was such a handful!

Always there was one too many,
smashing down on my fingers,
bouncing away from my grasp.

At last I learned
how to grip with my thumb, how to keep my fingers waiting.
I caught the clubs as they came down:

One, two. Stop.

One, two. Stop.

But I could not let the third club go.
I resigned myself to two;
two was easy, familiar.

There was no fear of breaking things,
no worry of losing control.
Over and over I flipped the colors,
but still everything was missing.

And then there came a day
when I let go with full force,
spinning the third club away
with the sudden trust that it would come back.
It did.

Solidly they kept returning,
one two three one two three,
perfect rhythm in my hands.

Perfect order, perfect chaos,
for as long as I could trust the risk
of each new throw.
poem by ann pedtke
this poem reminds me of gamzee for some reason =D

What is the theme of this poem?

Read the excerpt from act 3 of a doll’s house. mrs. linde: you seemed to me to imply that with me you might have been quite another man. krogstad: i am certain of it. mrs. linde: is it too late now? krogstad: christine, are you saying this deliberately? yes, i am sure you are. i see it in your face. have you really the courage, then—? mrs. linde: i want to be a mother to someone, and your children need a mother. we two need each other. nils, i have faith in your real character—i can dare anything together with you. krogstad [grasps her hands]. , , christine! now i shall find a way to clear myself in the eyes of the world. ah, but i forgot— how does the conflict in this passage develop a theme? mrs. linde creates a conflict by promising something she cannot give to krogstad, which develops the theme that empty promises can destroy relationships. krogstad continues the conflict by choosing clearing his name over having a life with mrs. linde, which develops the theme that you must often choose yourself over others. krogstad creates a conflict by deceiving mrs. linde about his intentions, which develops the theme that, in love, actions speak louder than words. mrs. linde resolves the conflict by committing to a new life with krogstad, which develops the theme that new beginnings are always possible.