relief

relief

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


relief

 

 

 

the pencil sketches

insides turned out

then the lead leads me to

relief

 

were you more beautiful 

in watercolors

or was my heart color blind?

 

now in gray

you look like i remember

 

a sharpened irony

since

i never saw you before

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

12/10/22

© 2022 jacob erin-cilberto


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I am guessing the relief in gray is of the bas humbug type rather than bah.
This was quite a clever write, J.

Winston

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

you get me..thanks, Winston,
j.
Well done Jacob...as per your always wonderful and wonder full writes. ~Sharon

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

thank you for your kind words, Sharon,
j.
This is good, I draw and sometimes write, all my life, relief I seek but blind by the light there are many ways to find it but the problem we can't see what is in front.
Thank you for sharing.

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

no we are too often blind to that, aren't we?
thank you, Mauricio.
j.
A relief of kind since the pencil sketch was overdrawn with no eraser, no recognizable face…and that’s why you didn’t use watercolor because this face was unknown…so the grey was befitting….a relief that you did not go further!
Best
B.

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

and the face still is unknown.
thank you, Betty,
j.
Betty Hermelee

2 Years Ago

You’re very welcome J.
Happy Hoildays!
Best, B
The last line is revealing. Perhaps the truth was there all along, but you may not have been ready to see it yet.

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

I wasn't ready for a lot of things...
thank you for your perceptive words, John,
j.
So interesting and enigmatic Jacob, how this Piece turns in on itself, and still retains its sense. Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

thank you, red,
j.
Sometimes those we haven't seen leave on us the most profound marks. Their greys impact more than a full palette blast of colours. Beautifully written!

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

I really like your response...it is better than the poem.
j.
AYVID

2 Years Ago

Thank you. 😊
At least you didn't have to use the eraser, because, no matter how new and soft and pink they are, they always smear the work you have completed. Though mostly gone, a faint shadow of what was once there still remains.

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

yes, still remains...thank you, will,
j.
a piece of "graphic" relief. focus is always sharper with the right perspective. sometimes we see what we want to see, not necessarily what is. there are no eyeglasses for the heart ... :)

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

if only we could have eyeglasses for the heart. if only.
thank you, Pete,
j.

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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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