Where

Where

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Where

 

 

 

urban shut in

the country waits

 

there are green fields

turning lavender

 

the passion returning

he sits in grief

in some high-rise state of heart

 

ready to jump.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

11/18/2020

© 2020 jacob erin-cilberto


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The feeling of being trapped. A terrible place to be. You captured this volatile emotion with care.

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

Thank you, Cherrie, your reviews always make me smile inside.
j.
Cherrie Palmer

3 Years Ago

You are always welcome.
This poem feels like a slice of hope, but I'm afraid I'm not feeling it yet. Others are buoyant over starting distribution of vaccines, but I have been conditioned to expect the worst regarding logistical challenges *wink! wink!* I love your "green fields turning lavender" & "high-rise state of heart"! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

I know...it is hard to be optimistic about anything at this point.
j.
poignant .. short and sweet ..will the anticipation kill us first?? I don't think I'll drink the poison first .. I think I will be happy to be the voyeur on this one ... sit back and watch ... wait and see ... but my life isn't lived on the edge ... except the edge of the holler out back and down the mountain ;) i have a favorite line in the "the passion returning" ..grief ready to be put behind us perhaps ... great write .. surgical and full of the seeing eyes of an angry deep thinker perhaps ;)
E.

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

I would like to see how it plays out for a bit, but I definitely expect to drink it eventually...read more
Einstein Noodle

3 Years Ago

yep..me too .. its effectiveness is way up there .. 95% or something like that??
Ain't green yet Jacob. Winter is here. I do escape into the parks If I can. i dislike the big cities and love the open fields. Where I live. The dandelions are the kings of the free land. Hell my friend and thank you for sharing your amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

I hear you , Coyote, ----I feel lucky to have escaped the big city in my youth. Thank you.
j.
Coyote Poetry

3 Years Ago

You are lucky and you are welcome Jacob.
dear Jacob... you give us an awakening that we may very well Survive despite the fear of
Socialism.. It is important that we do survive...
physically and emotionally. If we have a fair plan ... let the Stars guide us. Your poetry has an Aire of the Novel “Atlas Shrugged”. gently,
Pat

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

thank you for your kind review, Pat,
j.
The reality the inner call, of every person, the beauty of country side, really loved, beautiful poem.

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

thank you for your words, Arundass,
j.
Well not much for me to add with all the brilliant comments already given. So I will just say this is a great write

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

thank you, Pat,
j.
people are drooling over the vaccine of normalcy. this pandemic has been deadly even for those not directly infected. so much has been lost and can never be reclaimed. i feel very badly for students. i personally need to see nature to be comforted. the city is cold and unfeeling. good stuff j. a sobering reminder ... :)

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

thank you for your kind, understanding words, Pete,
j.
I think most of us are sick of this panicdemic. We struggle with depression and anxiety and those who cannot handle either are considering opting out. And Canada just passed an assisted suicide bill to make it easier.
What was it Scrooge said " if they are going to die they should do it and decrease the surplus population."
The death count is unfortunate ... but there is more to this than meets the eye.

Well said j.


Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

Good for Canada.
Thank you, Ted, yes, always more than meets the eye.
j.
This definitely has that covid atmosphere of desperation, confinement, hopelessness and the frustration of of the government to act quickly not forgetting being unemployed.

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

yes, they are rich brats up on the hill....we are the poor slobs at the bottom of it.
thank y.. read more

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jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL



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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..

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