old recluse

old recluse

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

old recluse

 

 

i've hoarded so many lines

and now have a mess of dusty words

never smart enough to file them neatly

 

themes strewn all over the attic

in molding boxes

sort of like my leaking mind

 

the boards warping

sort of like my flat lined imagination

straightened phrases that used to curve

in signature metaphor

 

now just an ugly array of bad poems

unwoven like a half meshed widow's web

the blackness of logic

 

and this slight candle of consensus

won't come to agreement

so i just lock the door

 

and throw away the key

to an aging vocabulary.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

10/5/15

© 2015 jacob erin-cilberto


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a cluttered mind is a poet's worst enemy and best friend....

worst enemy because of the disorganized words and poems that never get sorted out from the clutter

and best friend because in that clutter are endless resources for beautiful poems....

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your kind review, rubie.

j.
sounds like a cluttered, creative mind, gone to waste, writing takes a lot of discipline and organization as well as an active mind, bent on anticipating new trends, lest one's craft becomes obsolete, but no matter what, please do not dispose off that key, nice write, jacob :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your kind review, letterhead.

j.
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Gee
Better be on your toes Jacob because this poor mans Raffles is comin' to de clutter your attic,then,oh yes,then I will produce magnificence of my own...(I need to add a fiendish laugh but haven't got a clue how to so.....cue fiendish laugh)
To good Jacob,to good

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your words, Gee, and for the smile.

j.
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I went dumpster diving for that key...holds it to your view with a smile and says< "excuse me but there are priceless pieces in that attic I can put to use. Mind if I rummage?" :)))

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

feel free to rummage, lynn...and hopefully you will find something worthwhile.

j.
A wonderful piece of nostalgia. Thank you for sharing.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your words, insight.

j.
Insight "MH"

8 Years Ago

You are welcome.
Hmmmm...another sad one...sounds to me like depression,,,,

Sad:-(

Alisa😱

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your words, Alisa

j.
I am reminded of William de Kooning's abstract painting "Attic" where thrusting forms collide with
organic curvilinear lines in his early 20th century painting . Your attic, my attic, Kooning's attic are
the same one my friend. The door to it stays unlocked and have been for a long time.

wk said, been there done that......and I agree.....dana



Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your words, dana. i always appreciate your reads and insights...they inspire me to ke.. read more
Definitely can relate...I have a bin (yes, a bin) full of journals with thoughts, poems and the things of life hidden under a film of dusty memories, bittersweet images. I have often thought that if I was obliged to , I would live out the rest of my life as a recluse, like Emily Dickinson, but I would miss so much in the editing of life...wonderful writing, Jacob. You know your stuff...

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

yes, it was wonderful for Emily to be able to write within the routine of taking care of her father'.. read more
Combines the been-there-done-that with elegant expression. The whole truth, and well told to boot.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your words, W.k.

j.
Yes, I relate to this very much Jacob. Almost forgotten words and memories , scattered and in disarray, just like my mind. Thank you for sharing.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your words, alife...

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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