Departure

Departure

A Poem by In Em's Wonderland

I lit a candle last night.
I didn't even call it strange.
This is how we get the beloved home.

Sometimes there is nothing to save
when the past is broken
by loss, violence & trauma.

The candle burned itself down
beside me on the sofa.
Call & answer.

Departure cannot be stopped,
it registers unease.
Very little will matter.

© 2025 In Em's Wonderland


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Love candles but need to restock
Haven’t lit one for years
I recall after mum died before work I’d set aside five mins with a candle lit and some music usually eNya as she loved it so did I and a framed pic of her I did this for a few months it’s soothing to soul it helps you slow down you stop in your tracks

Good write ✍️

Posted 4 Days Ago


For me, the imagery of the candle burning down evoked both ritual and impermanence, a symbol of grief. Very little will matter indeed.
I enjoyed this one, short! but sharp in feeling.

Posted 1 Month Ago



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In Em's Wonderland
In Em's Wonderland

Madison, WI



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Welcome earthlings to my Wonderland! The name is Svetlana (or Emily) and beginning a new profile on here--old one was I Am Svetlana-- due to never having inspiration for posting on it, plus having .. more..

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