the factory

the factory

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


the factory


melting mannequins
blues' theories up in smoke
artists paint their last stroke
with a sizzling brush,
the legacy a mere ash

the clutter of creativity
entraps the masters of their craft
burnt to the ground are portraits
and abstracts

and what is left behind
is not,

just conjecture
and a few oils
that survived.



erin-cilberto
12/4/16

© 2016 jacob erin-cilberto



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Conjecture that puzzles and still makes you feel satisfied with what you read... Artists..., they all are but mannequins with a difference of authority. Only difference will be the choice to dance when whistled rather than ordered to...

Thanks, J.

Posted 10 Months Ago


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jacob erin-cilberto

10 Months Ago

thank you for your words, tanmay.

j.



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"the clutter of creativity"....a line with which I readily identify! We all hope our words will be our legacy. I think yours are, Jacob....your words are worth reading again and again. I can't possibly catch up with all the poetry I missed, but will try to read a few today. Lydi**

Posted 10 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

10 Months Ago

thank you for your kind review, Lydi...it was such a tragedy...all those artists...all that work...g.. read more
Such a tragic, senseless loss.
Your words offer some tribute to those lost too soon...to their memory. Nicely done.

Posted 10 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

10 Months Ago

thank you for your words, ReedWrite.
j.
Sad man..
.................

Posted 10 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

10 Months Ago

yes, and that situation seems to be getting worse the more that is uncovered...thank you, Cory.
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Too often those who struggle to finance their art are taken advantage of or unwittingly put themselves in bad situations. This tragedy should not have happened, but it did. Good write, j.

Posted 10 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

10 Months Ago

thank you for your words, Ted.

j.
Terrible, terrible tragedy and loss - life, life's work and that which will never be created. Well written, Jacob.

Posted 10 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

10 Months Ago

yes, it is, Witty...yes it is...

thank you

j.
Horrible tragedy in Oakland summed up so well here. It's weird the way I feel as sad about the lost artistry, the lost implements of art, as much as the lost artists. It's too unfathomable to imagine. One artist who lived there a few months got out becuz he recognized how dangerous it was. As he spoke on TV, the survivor's torture was evident. Many other survivors tortured as well. One first responder lost his son. Thanks for penning this beautiful tribute to the art & the artists.

Posted 10 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

10 Months Ago

thank you for your kind words, barleygirl...certainly an awful tragedy for all the lives and art los.. read more
no conjecture at all sir! the "landlord" laughed at complaints by artists and tenants alike .. multiple code violations .. pictures of the "before" remind me so much of the 60's hippie, flop houses .. art seems so trivial when its the artists that burn :{
E.

Posted 10 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

10 Months Ago

yes, it does seem trivial...thank you for your insightful words, E.

j.
You come around the corner see the factory burning, smell the smoke as the light of the fire blinds you into a vision.

Regards,
Al

Posted 10 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

10 Months Ago

thank you for your words, Al.
j.
This reminded me of the 'always on TV' carpentery show "New Yankee Workshop" j.
The carpenter always made a point of clearing his materials and tools away after use.
I guess lest ' The clutter of creativity' cause a fire or accident, metaphorically or otherwise.


Posted 10 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

10 Months Ago

love your reply...better than the poem...thank you, Tony.
j.
Tony Jordan

10 Months Ago

Never j.
never my friend.
your welcome.
As with many of your works, the mix of literal and figurative leaves the reader with much to think about. For me, it conjures images of artwork intentionally destroyed by despots and dictators through history -- and the loss of humanity in the process.

Posted 10 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

10 Months Ago

i like your take on this, KL..

thank you for your visit and words.

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 two community colleges and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. Friending works two ways. If we have had .. more..

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