north line metra

north line metra

A Poem by Dana Alsamsam

feeling fresh,
estranged
and pleasantly 
alone,
i think about
not getting off
at my stop. 
does it even matter
where i end up? 
the metra helps me
escape, 
but somehow 
evasion blurs
into the same
meaning
as taking me
home. 

© 2013 Dana Alsamsam


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As human beings we are both drawn to the unknown and afraid of it because we see life as a linear "journey", during which predictability can assure the future, and possibly drain the colour from it. What an adventure, to get off in an unknown place and spread your wings; what a panic when our pockets burn out. The words you isolate to lines of their own are to me significant -
"estranged", "alone", "escape", "meaning", "home".
Together they summarise flight, and the emotions drawn from such change.
You say so much in so little - very impressed!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dana Alsamsam

11 Years Ago

thank you so much for your thoughtful review! it's so interesting that a train that goes in a straig.. read more



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You seemed to have captured the essence of your thought well. And wrapped it in a brief well stated poem.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Such a concise piece, but filled with so many little nuances that I can't begin to list them all. You possess a very skilled style; your pen writes with fluidity and emotional awareness. Great flow, fantastic imagery, concise/minimalist style, etc.

I have been where you are...the wondering what really matters in life and what part that I play in the whole of things.

does it even matter
where I end up? -- metaphorically, these lines enchant me.

I'm subscribing to your writing...fantastic.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Dana Alsamsam

11 Years Ago

thank you so much! this means a lot to me :)
As human beings we are both drawn to the unknown and afraid of it because we see life as a linear "journey", during which predictability can assure the future, and possibly drain the colour from it. What an adventure, to get off in an unknown place and spread your wings; what a panic when our pockets burn out. The words you isolate to lines of their own are to me significant -
"estranged", "alone", "escape", "meaning", "home".
Together they summarise flight, and the emotions drawn from such change.
You say so much in so little - very impressed!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dana Alsamsam

11 Years Ago

thank you so much for your thoughtful review! it's so interesting that a train that goes in a straig.. read more
It's a fine line between pleasantly alone and unpleasantly alone...I relate to this one for sure...great work :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Dana Alsamsam

11 Years Ago

thanks for your kind words as always :)
kublakhan27

11 Years Ago

My pleasure Dana :)
That ending can be understood in so many ways Dana that for that alone, I feel this is a great and thought provoking piece. It can be read many times and have multiple meanings. "Nowhere to be? Well home can feel like nowhere to me."

Posted 11 Years Ago


Dana Alsamsam

11 Years Ago

exactly! and i've had this same thought many times with different meanings so i'm glad it provokes d.. read more
Astro

11 Years Ago

You are welcome
I`ve often chewed this one over....we seem to use our conscious to drive our lives, no matter how impetuous we are.....have you ever watched a bird perched on a rooftop?....how does it make a decision which way next to fly?....and how far?...and if purely instinctive, what part of instinct does it use - hunger, thirst, sex, flight, fright? ....this piece has taken me past my stop, Dana! Well done, love! P..

Posted 11 Years Ago


Dana Alsamsam

11 Years Ago

thank you so much! i think even birds must have reason behind their decisions, and it is often to fi.. read more
Many wise interpretations of this lovely piece are already posted and Jacob says what I would too.

Posted 11 Years Ago


first, i have to say, i'm loving your embrace of free verse ;) No capitals!!!! I feel so much more at home...when there is nothing there for me to get hung up on, i can pay much closer attention to the content.....but enough about me.

I like how you have estranged trapped between fresh and pleasantly...what telling juxtaposition. You are home...away is home and away feels good and right....away feels like it could (and should) keep on going....i felt a sort of vibrant summer night feel here....very few people around you on the train not too warm...nothing stifling. The air - light, almost impossibly light and clean to breathe. anything could happen....

CM

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dana Alsamsam

11 Years Ago

yes, i'm trying it out! i realized i don't use capitals naturally when i type so why use them in my .. read more
A cleverly & witty written piece. I liked your emphatic touch althrough out this unique & fine write. Great work. A fine read. :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


i think many of us would like to not get off at "our stop"

but, Dana..i think one thing this poem shows so well?

we often hate to get out of our comfort zone...we avoid risks...just take me home...

if only we were more adventurous...i think we would find so many new environments to enjoy..

and if we would just take the bus of our thoughts and actions to new stops, we would discover much.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Dana Alsamsam

11 Years Ago

i really like your take on this piece- so true. often times we don't even think about getting off so.. read more

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Dana Alsamsam
Dana Alsamsam

Chicago, IL



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"my brain hums with scraps of poetry and madness." i dance, write and play violin. i'm studying english and training in dance in chicago. i like spooky things, red lipstick, caffeine, punk/indi.. more..

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