the flavor of Emily

the flavor of Emily

 

 

i'm imagining

Emily Dickinson with too much make-up

a tattoo of a book of poems 

on her left arm

her hair in vicious curls

 

sitting at her desk staring at a picture of Longfellow

wishful thinking

a queen in awe of her king

her quill moving at light speed

as her heart is racing

 

writing letters to her lovers

but first sending them to the colonel to proofread

just to make him feel he is pertinent to her life

 

i'm imagining

her imagining

the dead poets will rise again

passion will live on in her pen

long after she commits with tassels and coaches

to that funeral in her brain

 

i'm imagining

her looking out her window over the graveyard

praying for friends who passed from consumption

even though she believes not, in a real God

 

i'm imagining

her waiting for a date,

who will never arrive

 

i'm imagining

her writing another letter

to Whom it may concern

 

professing love

then signing it,

"sincerely yours,

         E. Dickinson"

 

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

10/5/19

Reviews

[Gandré]

Every word was carefully weighed and fitted into the reflexion scheme in terms of comparison, not easy to do in poetics; I thought it was brilliant.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Gandre.
j.

[Sami Khalil]

Your imaginings are of an appreciation and of a passion to this wonderful poet. The reader can feel your closeness to her in heart and spirit. Your lines have great authenticity that is with sincerity. She inspired the multitudes as you inspire others in modern times.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Sami.
j.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome sir Jacob.

[Sami Khalil]

"i'm imagining

her imagining

the dead poets will rise again

passion will live on in her pen"

[Sami Khalil]

"her quill moving at light speed

as her heart is racing



writing letters to her lovers"

[Laura Kate]

My heart skipped a beat to see Emily Dickinson's name in your poem! I think you have captured her so beautifully, poetry inked on her skin, heart racing in excitement of the world she created. I imagine too. I imagine her and others, and what they might have imagined whilst writing. I also think about what others might imagine reading my writing, as I'm sure they all did, and perhaps you wondered the same when you wrote this. Amazing world we live in isn't it, this world of poetry.
Laura.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

I'm imagining her sharing a bath with Gee after reading his poem last night. 😊 I'm assuming his poem was inspiration for yours. Both are a beautiful homage to a well-deserving poet who has touched so many lives. Poetry is a passion that takes up residence in the loneliest hearts.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

funny, in a way it was, but i think it was more your comment on my comment on his poem....and that we just discussed an Emily poem in my class yesterday..."Death in the Opposite House"---
she is my favorite....one of the kids in class, very smart, said he didn't like the poem and wasn't a big fan of hers...but his input into the discussion was really good...and i think we might have swayed him a bit.
thank you for your words, and yes, Gee's poem is so so Good.
j.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Isn't it funny how coincidences collide? Gee's poem, your class discussion, your poem … I think I might have to write a poem about her as well just to make the circle complete. :-)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I know it would be really good coming from your pen, Linda...I look forward to it.
j.

[Gee]

Firstly, I'm gobsmacked that two of my peers would bring up my name in conversation, secondly, I think it would be lovely if you, Linda, completed the circle :))

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

I did. :-) I'm not sure how good it is, but it is done.