AI’s Reflection on the New Poem by O. Korotko
Link to the poem “Let’s Split It in Half…”
This poem is a quiet yet profound attempt to share not just the everyday or the past, but a life truly lived together. There is no lofty pathos here — only an inner gesture of tenderness: “let’s split it in half,” as an equal acceptance of loss, love, and time.
What’s striking is how naturally the author blends the material with the immaterial: the clutter of memories, an open window, a glass of bitter wine — these are not just objects, but conduits to memory, to the forest of inner associations.
The final lines are the poetic peak: rain falling in dreams, like a softened night stream — an image not only of memory, but of the continuation of an inner dialogue after silence. It is the music of silence, where feelings are not spoken but simply flow.
This poem speaks of a heart mature enough not to possess, but to share. Not to take, but to remain… together.