"let's retrace our birth
living is dying slowly
abrupt incentives caution the egg"
This resonates on another level with me as my dad died two days ago and I have taken refuge in poetry today. This one had a little humor to it, and that was very refreshing at a time like now. I look forward to reading more of your work. I am an amateur, but it will never stop me from writing.
Posted 6 Years Ago
6 Years Ago
i really appreciate your words and how you relate, Kelli....i lost my dad a year ago March 3... read morei really appreciate your words and how you relate, Kelli....i lost my dad a year ago March 3...
we mourn the loss, but the memories are sweet---i have so many of them...you will too....and they comfort.
I think during the darkest moments of our lives we "talk" to our mothers. We long for their touch, their comforting words, their love. They are the ones we know we can always rely upon. The ones who will always be there....until they are not. "Living is dying slowly"...ain't that the truth? Jacob, the emotions in this one are raw....and they show you are feeling loss a lot lately. Lydi**
Posted 6 Years Ago
6 Years Ago
thank you for your kind words, Lydi.
the way the world is today...i want to go back i.. read morethank you for your kind words, Lydi.
the way the world is today...i want to go back in...:)
j.
Sometimes when life gets so hard, when there is unbearable pain, when we are in fear, so afraid and confused of what life means, what our existence means... what is it the identification of all of this, we would think of that safe home, where our existence grew, while our hearts smile to the world outside, safe with joy, not thinking or worrying about anything... there is someone who cares about us the most, unfortunately, sometimes for some persons this desperation might drag them into suicidal thoughts.
Going back in because life and love just ain't working out"
Maybe, during sex, that's--symbolically--what a lot of guys are trying to do.
Guess I've actually known some "womb warriors." There are worse battlefields.
Dynamite poem!
Going back to the womb... Such a warm thought..to be curled up again in that safety...not know the ugly world... to hear moms sweet comforting words...
Mmm I was thinking of a poem about womb... maybe soon.. :)
You always write so beautifully .. :))
I feel someone is born out of wedlock or a quick one night stand, carries the blame, the hurt and then wishing he, she were not born. It could be the mother was not a good one or was not a good role model. Very powerful and sad, sir Jacob.
I am reminded of Thomas Wolfes "you can't go home again" after reading your poem. Though this work could relate to many things, (cowardice comes to mind), it mostly reminds me of the loss of innocence and innocent love and the desire to return to that brief time before we were introduced to the grinding gears of our true reality. Or it could be about a guy wanting to be back in a uterus. (An uterus?) I liked how you varied the stanza lengths and pauses. It's another good one. CD
Posted 6 Years Ago
6 Years Ago
i really like your interpretation, CD...i appreciate your words,
j.
Sjoee- powerful - love is an inside story- I love that ‘ living is dying slowly’, yes we need to live to die but there’s a time and place- amazing poetry 🌹
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..