I Want Again

I want to listen to the playlist I used to play before, when I would carelessly throw thousands of music tracks into love, connecting with another world, traveling through it, finding the people I had lost, and telling them what I couldn’t say back then.

I would reread Mauriac, Hesse, and every book I’ve ever read.

I would relive those feelings, the initial emotions when I first discovered Francesca Woodman’s photography.

I would go back to that café I used to frequent, where I would sink into sadness, have something to drink even though I neither drank nor smoked back then.

I would find a small dimension for myself, just as I wanted, to escape sorrow. I would shelter myself there for a few years and return with a clear mindfree.

Reviews

[Twilight]

Some interesting lines here, and nicely expressed. Perhaps, not technically a poem? I like how you have made that sentimental link, between music, love and losing people. Indeed, music seems to be a means of genuine escapism for the protagonist; relating also to "another world". Although, no longer a musical person myself; the writer's bond to music - rings through loud and clear for me.! At the very end, it culminates in an admission of the protagonist; having temporarily withdrawn from the world - but returning with a clear and free mind. That need to temporarily withdraw in such a way, is not at all unusual for people with an "artistic" temperament. I have experienced such phases myself, periodically. The famous film director (Dario Argento) once revealed, that he sometimes withdraws to a darkened room; in order to allow storylines and images to develop in his mind. Reading and photography are also mentioned here, and those interests are ones which I can certainly relate to. The cafe, oh yes.! I have been to those environments too, sometimes when wanting to be alone with my thoughts. Thankyou, for sharing.

[Black Branches]

Thank you for this interesting review!

[Twilight]

No problem. I accept "read requests" too, on this site.