Cuts and Such

Cuts and Such

 

poetry is like an open sore

we scratch it with a pen

until it becomes an infection

of inflection

a wound wound tightly

in a bandage of words in bondage

 

sometimes I want to cut off the limb

then hobble away from meanings

that become gangrene in my mind

poetry is both healer and stealer

of life

peel the covering

 

and see.

 

 

erin-cilberto

8/17/24

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

Healer and stealer indeed. Poetry can help us express emotions, but it can steal our time....into practically an obsession. I liked the scattered rhyming here, Jacob. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

love your response, Lydi.
thank you,
j.

[Marie]

A wonderful analogy of what it is like to be a poet, superbly expressed through both excellent word choice and use of brilliant metaphor. But in spite of all the scars we continue to battle the infections which only heal when we write. A sublime write, very poetically penned. Thank you for sharing, J...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your very kind review, Marie,
j.

[Marie]

Most welcome always, J...

[hayzed]

And should there be a sort of healing from such infections? I don't think so.
This is lovely...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, hayzed,
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jacob... when we were Born.. there was the Umbilical Cord... now we are diagnosed with extra Vines that must be removed... and of course we cut our Hair and our Nails in order ti be well groomed. I hobble with a Cane and my favorite one is the hardest Wood (thin) but very Strong. I rather feel Debonaire and Fancy Free .. a Branch from a Tree. gently, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Extra vines that must be removed...a gentler way to put it.
thanks, Pat,
j.

[nadia dmitri]

YES! I have had this exact (though less well-put) thought/feeling many times. Gosh I love how you have put it here. Amazing, love it

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you so much, nadia,
j.

[Vol]

E-C,
I guess at some point, all poets write about the craft, even Keats said, "When I have fears that I may cease to be/Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain... Real poets can't help but paint the picture, make the statement, ask the question, or the teeming would take our lives. When we vent, we vent beauty...
Nicely done, sir!
Vol

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind review, Vol,
j.

[W. Barrett Munn]

Healer and steeler but also creator of inner lives.
W.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, W.,
j.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Great metaphors here Jacob
Love it
Hope you are well

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind review, Julie,
j.

[Soren]

Such a great analogy Jacob scabs fall and at times leave scars and at times not being forgotten. A most wonderful write

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for the very kind words, Soren,
j.

[emmajoygreen]

'Cuts and such' for sure. Is like dying for a word that's lost in space; day long and night its scratches and scratches til the mind pours with focus. You bring out such wonders, jacob.. each and every time.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Love this review..."till the mind pours with focus"----ah yes...
j.

[emmajoygreen]

Try to read and re-read peope's writing, jacob.. and as carefully as can. Especially those adept with metaphors - as are you! (I can but try!) Wishing you both a peaceful and happy weekend, Jacob.