Determination — Summary

I didn’t write this poem to your overshirts & oversized tennis shoes, Glinting masculine pride & promise.

I didn’t write this poem to admire your curved cheekbones, Underlining eyes crowded with time, loss, & sleeplessness.

I didn’t write this poem to cause you to call me And tell me in your DeNiro voice you want my company.

I didn’t write this poem to cause you to text me Sweet half-threats of tender licentiousness.

I didn’t write this poem to ease your heartache, Longing for another woman, Yet another who got away.

I didn’t even write this as an ode to the most brazen creature I know, a slight female with the Scariest demeanor in three countries, A keen eye out for every menace, Including myself, Paranoid-prepared for my defection, At the ready to deconstruct, annihilate, all.

I didn’t write this poem to show how Prone to lighting those matches I am, too. I wrote this poem for me to recall I can appreciate What is tremendous in this world. I wrote this poem about you to save my own life.

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Cher Calderilla's "Determination" is built on a list of denials. The speaker says over and over that she didn't write the poem to flatter a man's style, to praise his face, to make him phone or text her, or to comfort him about the women he's lost. Each "I didn't" lets us see exactly what she's refusing, and also how much attention she has paid to him: the oversized shoes, the tired eyes, the movie-star voice.

Then the poem turns to a fierce, wary woman, "the most brazen creature" the speaker knows, always watching for threats, even from the speaker herself. The speaker admits she is "prone to lighting those matches" too, so she understands that urge to destroy.

The ending reveals the real purpose. She wrote the poem to remind herself she can still appreciate what is tremendous in the world. The mood is guarded and tender at once, and the last line lands with quiet force: writing about someone else becomes a way to save herself.

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