Caves and such

Caves and such

 

what are poems but

a slew of fragmented 

sentences,

built on fragmented 

thoughts

 

an array of feelings

we can't quite

close with a period

we just pause

at the heart's adit

 

too many entrances to love

too many poems left in dark corners

of the memory

spelunkers find solutions

in those dark recesses

 

yet some never come out.

 

 

erin-cilberto

5/18/23

Reviews

[carl]

Enjoyed this for the succinct description of what makes a poem and where they are found. Also enjoyed your statement in response to a review " a writer who is difficult to read is really good." Ambiguity Reigns. May have to write a piece with that title. Thanks for the post -carl

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Looking forward to that piece, if you do write it, carl.
thank you for your kind review,
read moreLooking forward to that piece, if you do write it, carl.
thank you for your kind review,
j.

[carl]

Posted Ambiguity Rains ( instead of reigns)

[John]

I think you're so write about the source of poems and how they come into being. The poet can see the stichmarks, though hopefully not the reader. He/she is a kind of Dr Frankenstein, wanting to say at the end of the process IT LIVES.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes....."it's alive, it's alive!"
Colin Clive shouting in triumph...
and yes we write, we create and sometimes abominations, but if we're lucky...something worthwhile.
thank you, John,
j.

[E.P. Robles]

IF i were someone like Carl Jung, I would interpret this poem from a psychological perspective, focusing on the symbolism of caves and the exploration of the unconscious mind.

The poem starts by suggesting that poems are like fragmented sentences and thoughts, reflecting the fragmented nature of the human psyche.

This aligns with Jung's view that the unconscious mind consists of various fragmented elements that can influence our thoughts and behaviors.

The mention of caves as "dark corners of the memory" symbolizes the depths of the unconscious mind, which contains hidden emotions, experiences, and desires.

These caves represent the unexplored aspects of our psyche, waiting to be discovered and understood.

The line "spelunkers find solutions in those dark recesses" implies that exploring the depths of the unconscious can lead to insights and resolutions.

In Jungian psychology, this process of exploration is known as individuation, where one integrates their conscious and unconscious aspects to achieve psychological wholeness.

However, the final line "yet some never come out" suggests that some individuals may become trapped or lost in the depths of their unconscious.

This could signify the potential dangers of delving too deeply into the psyche without proper guidance or support.

Jung emphasized the importance of maintaining a balance between the conscious and unconscious realms, avoiding the risk of psychological imbalances or psychological disorders.

Overall, this poem reflects the themes of exploration, introspection, and the complexity of the human psyche, drawing parallels to Jungian concepts of the unconscious and the process of individuation.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you.

[John the Baptist]

Indeed, who knows what is going to come out of those dark caves? I have read some poets without understanding the first word. I wonder if they knew what they meant.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

They probably did not...but they sounded good to themselves, and a few English professors who think a writer who is difficult to read is really good.

[andrew mitchell]

It’s funny we fall in love with who comes along at the time. Time, place and attraction. I like the cave metaphor, it had me thinking of the spider and the fly. Come inside my parlour said the spider to the fly. Imagine finding a cave lined by not paintings but fragments of poems.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, come inside my parlour.
And we are yelling at the screen..."Don't go in there!"

[andrew mitchell]

I’m sure the write is more deeper I’m just standing at the entrance😀

[duff]

Explore what excites you and leave behind what could have been. Roll the dice. Isn't that life? You never truly know. Nice work Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

What could have been will never be, so better to do as you have said, duff,
thanks
j.

[light and ashes]

Good morning, jacob. It is a lovely day here. It is rainy but lovely. Nice to read your lovely poem this morning.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Nice picture of you, Light...
thank you for your kind words,
j.

[light and ashes]

I like it too, lol..thank you. You're welcome.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Life provides endless opportunities for poems both in darkness and in light, in waves and in caves. Beautiful!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

in the cave that is home, and the desk that is my place in that home...and with the computer as tool (not prehistoric) I write in bunches...so weird.
thank you, Linda Marie,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Caves as a metaphor. Too many entrances to love. I guess many just go for it not hesitating or thinking they might end up a cropper:) Some get entrapped for life in the dark when they would rather escape into the fresh air. You gave me some fabulous imagery with this one J. What a dangerous sport :))

Of course, this equally refers to our own poetry.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

To all of us trapped, writing our way out.
Thanks for your understanding review,
Chris,
j.

[Anushka joshi]

I hope there are poems in the brightest and most lighted corner of your memories to remember and flourish too.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, poems...many I remember from Poets I have loved to read and admire greatly.
thank you, Anushka ,
j.