spinster's daydream

spinster's daydream

 

 

spools of ecstasy unwound

knitted sighs of passion emerge

something formed, reversible

a scarf of sensuality with blurred characters

 

like a poem

with obtuse words

and fraying theme.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

2/21/19

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Love this how you used the knitting scarf etc loved it thanks for the good read

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Julie.
j.

[Ted Kniffen]

Kind of reminds me of my mother-in-law...now deceased...who was always teasing a ball of thread with a faint smile. Years later we discovered the reason for that smile...who knew.
Your words brought her back for a brief moment, j. and those blurred characters who always seemed to hang at the edges.

A fun read.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i am glad these words could bring you a good memory...
thank you for sharing...
j.

[Crowley]

Yummy...this one is really effing amazing. scarf of sensuality...wow. The last three lines are like butter and I wish I had written them. I should have thought about it since most of my frames are more than frayed. Loved this.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your very kind review, Crowley,
j.

[redzone]

seems we all weave one of those frayed scarves of sensuality... hopeing that no one finds that one thread that pulls the entire thing apart leaving only words, but nothing wearable any longer... alas, I use to love that scarf... nicely done Jacob...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i so appreciate your words, Curt...you are truly one of the really caring, empathetic poets on this site.
j.

[redzone]

thank you Jacob, but please do not tell anyone this... lol... ;0) I must keep up my stoic bad boy image...

ps... damn I am soooo far behind in my reading and commenting... but I am bound to catch up at some point....

[Lydia Shutter]

I pictured an old woman in a rocking chair gazing out the window daydreaming of what might have been, but never was. You really drew the picture with your words in this one, Jacob. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Lydi,
j.

[Shep]

I used to knit to keep my fingers from freezing up, but I can see how this may be applied in a passion in regards to your poem and sexual activity which are blurred through the colors of the thread. awesome write.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Shep,
j.

[kentuck14]

J.
Really like that, "a scarf of sensuality" line. And like so many relationships . . . a "fraying theme."
Often wonder about the folks who were never fortunate when it comes to love. Life can be a risky business.
T.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Tom,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

A little bit of fantasy with the knitting. And why not, except be careful not to drop any stitches. I imagine her reflecting on previous loves and smiling, maybe reflecting on lost opportunities.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i will be careful...thank you for your insights, Chris.
j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

People avoid considering older people still have desires and sexual ones at that. In this you lay out the longevity of the protagonist by portraying the older pastimes of knitting and sewing but make it abundantly clear she still feels that crave.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i am sure she does, John...sure she does. yes.
thank you,
j.

[h d e rushin]

Like Dickinson who, in the end, wrote with a swagger of the inhabitant of a deserted island, always aware of her aloneness but perfectly capable of the concepts of love and longing. I have a friend of mine who used the exact word "spinster" at a funeral we both were attending last Friday. It's a hard word to say since the imagined world that surrounds is indefatigable. the notions here that you create are a modality in logic. Who is brave enough to haul around the problematic ganglia of time, where you can seemingly age out of life/ ? Thank god for poetry. Deep write my friend.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review and insights...Emily will always be my favorite...and yes, she had several males, lovers, she wrote about, but it is widely speculated these were fantasies, and most were poets she admired.
thanks again, dana,
j.