I really enjoyed the direction of this poem. I like how it starts out in a general relationships of what a man is, and how it changes into a more personal effect. My favorite lines include "You know the truth as it slides down your face." Beautiful imagery, and it has a nice sound and feel to it, another is "I love you./ That doesn't take a man." That line completely twists the poem at the end, leaving a somewhat satisfied feeling of the poem's feel= Nice touches on making me feel the frustration.
As much as I like the poem's ending the line stanza beginning with "a man never knows he is a man.." makes the poem a bit unclear. It asks the question Is the writer considering himself a man or not?... Clarity could be used on whether the writer thinks he has had "the wind threaten his bones." Overall, I liked the word choice, and freedom of the poem. -kiwiki