Lycanthropy

Lycanthropy

A Poem by eglantine

tie your own hands together

and repeat after me:

 

the little piggy did not

find its way home

 

Burned glass and broken tongues--

            we all fall down

 

into the fiery stream of

consciousness where the trout

speak Latin and mermaids

recite excerpts from the Iliad.

 

We are carried like berries

in the intestine-winding stream to the shore

chiseled from wolf-bone.

 

The moon once hung herself

here--turned white and forgot

how to speak:

so now we howl for it.

 

© 2012 eglantine


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"where trout speak Latin and mermaids
recite excerpts from the Iliad."

It makes me think of the golden fish, swimming in endless circles, as to symbolise peace from all animals to the others. And the mermaids a false prophet. An illusion. A siren of misinterpretation. A metamorphosis from the real to the illusory.

The rest of the poem is nicely written and well-crafted but that line stands out to me as to have more meaning than any of the others.

Within language we express ourselves, how we express that language is how we define ourselves, and that being said, trout speaking Latin amongst the scales of Iliad inspired mermaids is rather poignant. There is more here than meets the eye.

I wonder, what do you believe? What do you see when you look at the world? Because to say the stream of consciousness is a fiery one is rather a bold, vivid unforgiving statement to make. You are awake. You are fighting the current. You are with those trout speaking Latin. You are ensnared by the wisp of a bewitching mermaid. You are lost to the current you try to swim against.

And it's fiery. Very much alive. Like a torture. And confusion in this maelstrom is rife, rife like a birth.

I like this message you have sent out.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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eglantine

12 Years Ago

Thank you very much for taking time to write me a wonderful review. It's always very nice to hear b.. read more



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Everything about this poem just leaves me breathless. Amazing piece.

Posted 10 Years Ago


mmm mmm good!
I dig the entire thing. However, I would've went with "the moon once hanged herself." :)

and, yes, we howl for it like hungry puppies with burning tails!
tough being a werewolf....I think I'd make a better merman...or perhaps I'd be
a dapper yetti. :)

Cheers!

Posted 12 Years Ago


eglantine

12 Years Ago

thanks for the suggestion! i like that a lot
You are indeed a poet's poet, it feels very contemporary.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Most people don't know what Lycanthropy is. I'm one of the very few that does know.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Its like how we're coexisting with a universe of whose origins we know so little about. You're bringing the reader to a new and familiar place here.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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I love the last stanza. The imagery throughout the entire piece is extraordinary, and I love how thought provoking it is. Great job :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Posted 12 Years Ago


eglantine

12 Years Ago

What does that mean?
Whales

12 Years Ago

"and" being my favorite word and me commenting it on your poem shows that this piece deserves the hi.. read more
eglantine

12 Years Ago

:)
id rather read your poetry than watch a movie cause its way more beautiful:-).

Posted 12 Years Ago


eglantine

12 Years Ago

lol you're going to make me blush. One day I hope to help on a full length movie.
Hidden Happiness

12 Years Ago

and i would buy that movie the minute it comes out:-).
I like the poem... It's an interesting read, beautiful metaphors, with a sort of dark twist...

Posted 12 Years Ago


I really liked your poem, you have to be a little mad to write like this !!! :)))))

Posted 12 Years Ago



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