symmetry's silent killer

symmetry's silent killer

ripe minds

salvage fruits of wisdom

but overripe minds

rot 

while incontinent

the floods unreconciled

by those prophets

who can foresee

the tree fallen

and dragged from its throne

amongst the orchard

that has turned on it.

erin-cilberto

1/28/25

Reviews

[redzone]

by "overripe minds", I am reading this as "unused minds that just hang around and rot on the tree... I like this metaphor of non-critical thinking. And then what happens when the light bulb comes on, knowledge creeps in, and well, it's off to the cemetery (aka symmetry) to him. I know Jacob, but thank you for indulging my wandering mind.

I'm surprised I am the only commentator so far on this poem, Jacob. It's one of your better poems IMHO.
-Curt

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for being the lone wolf attacking this piece...I appreciate your insights, Curt,
j.