Being someone's "happy rubble" isn't my idea of survival. Those old torn down, worn down, buildings always make me feel sad. Perhaps they were happy once...but when they are uninhabitable they become only a ghost town of broken dirty windows that shed no clear vision from within. Your writing is wonderful to read, as always.
Posted 6 Years Ago
6 Years Ago
i often stand in front of worn down, empty buildings imagining the life that was once within them.read morei often stand in front of worn down, empty buildings imagining the life that was once within them.
thank you for your kind words, Fabian.
j.
6 Years Ago
I like to look at old photographs of people long passed in much the same manner; to wonder what sort.. read moreI like to look at old photographs of people long passed in much the same manner; to wonder what sort of folks they were...their dreams, trials and joys. And to visit graveyards where the stones date back centuries...some of the old epitaphs are endearing to read.
Wow, those two final lines are so powerful. Speaks to me in volumes about the one sidedness of this. However, it is in the title. It's all there "Being your aftermath" The ending gave me a kick. Well done Jacob.
You clever poet you, using one theme to compliment and, in fact - enhance another! Don't know why, but this poem reminds me of an Escher drawing.. first this way, then another but with a fascinating and justified finish. That final couplet says it all, jacob!!
This is incredibly deep. I am a person who reads a piece and interprets it in a way that makes sense to me at the time. I may reread it in the future and feel a completely different way about it, that is why I enjoy poetry so much! If your poetry is meant to have one meaning and one interpretation, please let me know and I will discontinue my reviews. (Some people are very one-way street with their views on what they are trying to portray through their words).
I feel like this poem was taken directly out of my chest cavity because my heart felt as if it crumbled along with the building. Toxic relationships that hurt to hold on to, are always the ones that make us hold on a little too long; because subconsciously, we know that the pain from losing them forEVER, would be a painful blow that could crush us permanently. So sometimes it’s easier to hold on through the pain. Excellent poem.
Posted 6 Years Ago
6 Years Ago
i really like your interpretation, Kelli...and actually my view on poetry is that once the writer al.. read morei really like your interpretation, Kelli...and actually my view on poetry is that once the writer allows his or her work to be read, it belongs to the readers.
I don't think it is about figuring out what the poet was thinking when he or she wrote the piece, it is about what the reader is thinking and how the reader responds...never one interpretation to a piece.
thanks for the visit and your words.
j.
YES! That is EXACTLY what the writer and reader relationship should be viewed as! Different days bri.. read moreYES! That is EXACTLY what the writer and reader relationship should be viewed as! Different days bring on different feelings which could bring out a new meaning to any piece, previously read once, or a hundred times, what we have going on in our lives will have a direct effect on how we perceive another’s words. Thank you!!
6 Years Ago
I have colleagues who feel the opposite...they think the poet would be rolling over in his or her gr.. read moreI have colleagues who feel the opposite...they think the poet would be rolling over in his or her grave if the poet heard all these mis-interpretations of the works....I feel opposite...i think the poets would be more excited that readers were relating in some way.
6 Years Ago
I side with you on this one. Imagination is exhilarating within most reading endeavors, and to let t.. read moreI side with you on this one. Imagination is exhilarating within most reading endeavors, and to let the same piece take you to different places within yourself, in my opinion, is a beautiful feeling and experience. Thank you for your replies!
I am your new insurance claim- how wonderful and words revealing security offered and protection in love- to give all and be all inamongst the confusion and disillusion of life- wonderful🌹
Your "heat seeking missile" was my "wrecking ball"...how strange we coincided today!
Posted 6 Years Ago
6 Years Ago
yes, very much a coincidence....much similarity in theme, etc.
poets on the same wavelength.<.. read moreyes, very much a coincidence....much similarity in theme, etc.
poets on the same wavelength.
j.
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..