and we write of them, still

and we write of them, still

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto



and we write of them, still




there have been Plaths and Sextons

Berrymans and Jarrells....

none filled with barrels

of metrical laughter


these tortured artists

ran out of reasons to breathe words

found highways, garages, bullets and ovens

and as poetic spirits

of a coven

joined hands in death

and left their pens on empty desks

silent typewriters

silent pens

and odds and ends


unfinished and unwritten 

catacombs of writing gathering dust

in decomposing minds


if only we could Lazarus them back to life

what would they write now?

lines of regrets

for the lines 


unpunctuated ?


or about lives 



and dead end pens

that were destined

for posthumous notoriety

and postscripts 


becoming footnotes

in some research paper

paying due respect

as if they all would turn over in their graves


and give the fledgling doctoral student

a thumbs up

for the acknowledgment


that was really just 

                                an afterthought...






© 2017 jacob erin-cilberto

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Arr! A writers dream or a writers nightmare. To revive past poets could be their downfall in today,s climate change. Could they adapt to rules less strict? A poem to ponder!

Posted 4 Days Ago

jacob erin-cilberto

4 Days Ago

i think many of the Beats would have no problem...they violated the old rules much too often...for s.. read more
brilliant love the last part especially

Posted 5 Days Ago

jacob erin-cilberto

4 Days Ago

thank you, Marilyn....
you are kind.
I wish i had your skill. You are a master i have been stuck on a rut with rhyming and run on sentences for while. Things work themselves out though.

Posted 1 Week Ago

jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

yes, they do, Ranger...and they'll get through that.
thanks for the kind words,read more
sad when fertile minds and souls die prematurely on purpose I like the phrase breathe words profound poem for sure and yet.... truth

Posted 1 Week Ago

jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you, marilyn.
in found Plath at the base library at Naval Air Station Jacksonville. I was only there to see the pretty Philipino Librarians who wore tight black skirts, with the reddest lipstick, with their long black hair cascading over their slight shoulders. Plath was the afterthought. But I read a few lines in her posthumous "Crossing the Water" and it took my breath away. There are poetic currents that move at hypersonic speed thru the human soul. It can't be reasoned with.
I have thought the same thoughts my friend. What would Plath at 86 have to say of this world? How much communication's protocol governing the exchange of poesy would it take to shake this world out of it's bellicose blood pleasure? I read somewhere that we should never really meet our hero's. I think what that means is that we might find them exactly like ourselves........Wonderful poem my friend....dana

Posted 1 Week Ago

jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you for sharing your story, and for your insights...i wonder also.

thank you, d.. read more
Regarding those of us who've somehow managed to stumble forward, almost none will ever be, even, "an afterthought."
But then, one way or another, greatness often crushes human beings; many of whom despair of ever having possessed it--and if they do believe they're gifted, wear themselves out trying to live up to that gift.
Outstanding piece of work!

Posted 1 Week Ago

Your words call out to those brilliant hallowed minds in their decaying skulls-yes. Did they write to dispell their darkness, or to espouse it? Acerbic homage vents anger,sorrow at their waste of life and potential. “Dead end pens”-and acrimonious, grieving poets. The last magnificent broken line relegating them to academic “afterthought”. Loved this.

Posted 1 Week Ago

jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you for your very kind words, Annette...
A poet's mind hard to define, such talent you display. thanks cause it's fascinating.

Posted 1 Week Ago

jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you for your kind review, Roxane,

An excellent perspective on the tragic poets who have taken their own lives. Many artistic people are fundamentally flawed and it is the personality traits that drive them to create. Many schizophrenics are creative. People often express in art what they cannot seem to do in life. This is a really thought provoking piece Jacob, put together in such a flowing, appetising set of metaphors.

Posted 1 Week Ago

jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

yes, and sometimes i think emotions i should feel just by-pass me right into the poems...
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Added on October 9, 2017
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jacob erin-cilberto
jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL

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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