best friends centuries apart

best friends centuries apart

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

best friends centuries apart



Emily gave Sylvia a tongue lashing
as her spirit transmuted into a twentieth century voice

scolding her about Ted,
posing a question of autonomy
reprimanding Ms. Plath for not being more reclusive
and reserved

Emily in rare verbosity 
corralled Sylvia's ghost
reigned her in
with near rhyme
about near misses
and serious slants on romance
leaving love for fantasy as did she

pictures of matchstick men
easy to ignite in dreams
just as easy to turn to ash

as she turned off her desk lamp
and drew closed her sash

while Sylvia wished
she really were Lady Lazarus
with the chance to follow
such sage advice.



erin-cilberto
10/5/19

© 2019 jacob erin-cilberto


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Sylvia could have used a friend like Emily. It might have done her good. She was too much in her own head and couldn’t find the way out. Poetry can be a road to higher ground or a road to hell for a poet that struggles with depression in such depths as she did. Everything becomes a symbol and potential reason to abandon the land of the living.

I love the idea of this, Jacob. If only we could move through time and transfer our wisdom and knowledge to one another. Or be the rock or compassion someone needs in a moment of desperation.

I relate to both of these women, and love that in ways they are two sides of one coin. Fiercely independent spirits impacted by the world around them. Emily just seemed better able to temper her passions where they needed tempering. Poetry was a grace for her. For her. That’s fascinating to me. That she didn’t need anything else.

Great work on this. I love the imagination and compassion. Excellent poem.

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

your words are so insightful, Eilis...thank you for them...yes, Sylvia wrote so many letters to her .. read more
They shared a passion for their art, they were worlds apart in character and yet they both delight us years after their demise with their words. Yes, they could both have learned from each other, but Sylvia would have learned more. Sylvia surely died because of Ted. He was no figment of her imagination. She bled for Ted and paid a dreadful price for it. Truly wonerfull writing Jacob. What a thought. Two icons taking tea together having a good old chin wag :)

Chris

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jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

yes, i agree, she bled for Ted...i like the idea of them having tea together...thank you for your wo.. read more
The beauty that these two women created is magnificent when you consider the lives that they led. Like broken vessels, they bled words, from pen to paper; and we still whisper their names today. I like how you encapsulate both in your poem. While surely different, they are also very much the same. Their voices always speak to the yearning soul. Well penned.

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jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you for your insightful words, Linda...
j.
She said and she said on a timeless imagining of disparate social themes and structures - precious.

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jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you, Chris,
j.
Your title makes for quite an interesting interpretation, and you didn't dare disappoint. I could almost hear the "tongue lashing" Emily gave Sylvia...oh, if she only knew the sacrifice she made. Makes me wonder what their take on each other would be. Thanks so much for going there, Jacob. It's a fascinating read!

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jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

I would be fascinated myself...they are my numbers one and two poets as favs.
thank you for y.. read more

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jacob erin-cilberto
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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