the in-between magic

the in-between magic

 

 

October clouds

are colder than August's

 

they look the same

like identical twins

 

but inside the rain is colder

hearts begin to frost

and yet they smile

warmer than a hot summer's breeze

 

dandelions die fast

with the approaching winter

but meanwhile the maple leaves

sit under those October clouds

doused with that cold rain

changing colors significantly

 

and then grasping for security

as the wind whisks them away

and August becomes a distant memory.

 

it's all beautiful death.

 

 

erin-cilberto

10/1/24

Reviews

[John]

An age old theme made fresh with surprising and disarming imagery - colder clouds, dandelions that die fast, identical twins in nature. We accept that hearts can frost and at the same time smile, a contradiction that makes way for the poem's unsettling but accepted conclusion. In that liminal space between one season and another, we can find magic.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your perceptions of this piece, John,
j.

[Vagi]

Wow so beutifully explained... Probably the poem is deeper than what I can get from it...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

What you get is what you get, and that is what matters most with poetry...if a reader can relate in some way, then that is achievement.
thank you, Vagi,
j.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

The cycle of life
Over here everything’s blooming and sun that’s if the Chem sprays aren’t that day but our winter was your summer !
It’s a slow cycle revolution
I hate winter
What’s your fave season

Loved it by the way

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Fall and especially this month now.
Thank you for your words, Julie,
j.

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Ok cool 😎

[JD Major]

Impactful ...
Last line made me sit erect! :)
JD

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, JD,
j.

[Marie]

Love the title of this poem, J... You have captured the difference weatherwise between August (the first month of Autumn in Ireland) and October the third and final month in Autumn superbly. I love how you depict death in various ways through excellent word choice and depiction and how beautiful it can be depending on how we choose to see it. Lovely captivating write! Thank you for sharing, J...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you very much for your words, Marie,
j.

[Marie]

Most welcome always, J...

[Soren]

A wonderful metaphor of how death takes us all but in different ways and the beauty of it should one choose to look at that side of the coin.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your words, Soren,
j.

[Desert Knave]

Phoenix is waiting till mid-October for the August part of the year to end, but leaves will be dying soon enough. Very good write. ~Jim

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Jim....

[schlanks]

You bottled up the season for us all to enjoy. I really appreciate that. I'll be able to give this another read during a distant time of year when I'm missing Fall and be taken right back to October.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, schlanks....we agree on the importance and beauty of this season...October is such a colorful month for viewing and writing.
j.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I love autumn. especially October as Halloween approaches. You poem explains why.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

October is the best month...Thank you, Cowboy.
j.

[emmajoygreen]

Your words create the near truth in true poetry, jacob. However one looks at the season there are colours, shadows, reflections and memories to gaze at: that in itself creates miniature marvels and memories. You have laid them in your own way above - sensitively and superbly.
'the maple leaves
sit under those October clouds
doused with that cold rain
changing colors '

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I think the rain changes colors as well...thank you, em,
j.

[emmajoygreen]

It does, yes.. it alters so much.. dawns and sunsets are unbelievably altered by rain.. .. breath-taking.