Media

Media

 

 

 

silent dissent

conversation limited

to a coldcocked series of verbal fists

 

a leader with pistachio brain

uncertain subjects

feel uncomfortable adjectives

 

attached to the aura

as people run

towards the dangling participles 

 

that used to be apartments

home

haven

 

now many are in heaven

purgatory has stricken the objects

of a certain, embellished preposition

 

who is down, up, across, against

into

over

 

I see one light

glowing from a window

still intact

 

the occupant 

writes a poem

then another

 

ponders a last line

suddenly the window is gone

the candle snuffed

 

a poet's carcass

covered in stacks of poems

only those who recover the body

 

may read,

if there is interest

if this life meant what it should

 

hell has no friends

poets have no enemies

insightful bombs

 

explode in metaphors

Dickinson wants to put the parts together

there are bones in her poems

 

she speaks for all of them

especially for the dead poets.

 

 

erin-cilberto

3/6/22

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Dictators silence the truth. No dissent allowed. Protestors, so brave, when they know they are likely to get 15 years for taking a stand against tyranny. I thought of the poets in WW2. Vlad the bad wouldn't have liked them or anyone these days who doesn't see things the way he sees them. Hard to understand how one man can have such control. It's happened before. The West took its eye off the situation. We will pay for it, but not as much as the people in Ukraine.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

funny how we hate what we don't understand, isn't it?
Yes, we wil pay, but they are already paying.
thank you, Chris

[John the Baptist]

"silent dissent/conversation limited/ to a coldcocked series of verbal fists." Yes, Vlad does not seem well disposed toward debate. Apparently, thousands of protesters have been arrested in Russia. As you mention, he's probably not too fond of poets, either. When he's finally tried for war crimes, I don't think many of us will stand up for him. Probably won't be nominated for the Nobel Prize, that one.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

probably not....he is pretty mad.
Thank you, John,
j.

[Betty Hermelee]

A heartbreaking poem of destruction, fake news, death….such interesting twits and use of words….yes we have much to be concerned about in this chaotic world…. And all of us, including poets may end up in bones;… I love the line about Dickinson speaking for the dead poets…. I can’t imagine you weren’t thinking about our dear brethren in Ukraine….and all the massacre that is taking place….it certainly came to my mind…..well done J
Best Betty

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, thoughts there for sure, Betty,
thank you for your words,
j.

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome J
Best, B

[Fran Marie]

Emily .. one of the greats
There are bones in her poems
and she speaks for all of them
Some deep thoughts within the
lines..a great poem here

well done Jacob

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Fran,
j.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I recall something about Emily's sister-in-law, Susan, trying to put her work together in some sort of publishable manuscript after her death using the bound manuscripts she left behind. But there was so much contentious struggling that went on and almost open feuds over her work. I have Ralph W. Franklin's version published in 1998 by Harvard University Press and a 1963 copy of Select Poems by Grammercy Press. But this piece is wider reaching than just The Belle; encompassing the lives of many poets. I enjoyed the read.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the first volume I got was Samuel Johnson's....1775 poems of Emily....
Many poets, many victims of atrocities.
thank you, Fabian,
j.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

One of my favorite poets and poet histories is John Donne. He had a law degree and a theology degree but at the time he was forbade to teach or preach because of the English Reformation. His brother died in prison for harboring a Catholic priest. Donne eventually converted to the Church Of England (not because of any change of heart but to survive) He later became the Dean of St. Paul's Cathedral. Like the life of the painter, Caravaggio , you can't make this stuff up!

[Patricia]

This is terrific writing and it would make Emily proud.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Patricia,
j.

[Writergurl (Mama's Girl..]

silent dissent
conversation limited
to a coldcocked series of verbal fists

a leader with pistachio brain
uncertain subjects
feel uncomfortable adjectives

I LOVED THIS PART so much, This is so good, love the use of adjectives and imagery,

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, writergurl,
j.

[AYVID N]

Life is cruel, war even more so. Bombs explode, limbs fly, people die, it all ends without an ending or a preamble. A pistachio brain is so dangerously stupid. Great metaphors and wordplay here. The spirit feels so desolate, reading this. Those poor poets....

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your understanding words, DIVYA,
j.

[Inessa]

Pistachio brain is an astute description, Jacob. I think there is a whole packet of nuts holding high positions in this world. I find your title intriguing. So much media coverage, so much condemnation, so very little action. It's another thing that people here are struggling with. Who knows how many poets have been taken so far in this invasion, though I guarantee there will be many writers waiting to write books on the events occurring once it is over. And none that have experienced the true bloodshed themselves. I think Emily would have written ballistic over the things we are seeing here. I hope she comforts the souls of those stolen too soon with her talented words. ❤

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your very kind review, Inessa.
it is all so heartbreaking.
j.

[Miss Sharon]

(a poet's carcass covered in stacks of poems only those who recover the body may read if there is
interest) I wonder if there WILL be any interest? Great write Jacob. ~Sharon

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your understanding, Sharon,
j.