the un-awakening

the un-awakening

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto
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Inspired by Gram's terrific write, "unpoems"

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the un-awakening 

 

 

i want to be an un-poem

be unraveled, disheveled

leveled to bare bones syllables

dis connected, dis assembled

dis interested in expression,

impression

progression

 

i don't want to matter

alleviate the pressure of meaning

when i really don't mean to be

of matter to anyone

 

i want to be an un-poem

unprecedented,

un presidential

no formalities

no construct

just de construction

 

there can be no renaissance

when the dispirited poet

becomes disengaged

with his craft

just a daft shell of the self

who used to write in accordance

 

with some poetic dictation, 

diction

fiction

that he really once was

 

a poem.

 

 

erin-cilberto

6/29/2020 

© 2020 jacob erin-cilberto


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I loved this ! So clever , I admire your style :) " i don't want to matter

alleviate the pressure of meaning

when i really don't mean to be

of matter to anyone "

This is what its about .

Posted 6 Days Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Days Ago

thank you for your kind review, BLACKCRUSH,
j.
So much of this jumps out from the page Jacob, as I done my impersonation of a nodding dog, agreeing line by line and having that uneasy feeling of floating, as first our clothing, then ourselves, stretch and come apart at the seems.
When we are surrounded by so much doubt and negativity, it is all too easy for the poles to switch and the outside interference becomes internal.
I think we are all left with the perplexing thought of "Are we the curse or the cure?"
You are still a poem Jacob, made from all the sums of the parts of lessons learned. Still trying to teach, even when class is out.
Maybe you should run for president in 2024 😀

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

Could i just write poems instead of speeches? If so, I'm in.
thanks for your insightful words.. read more
thought this was great, j. that deconstructing of self, the unravelling, the onions skins of hope getting peeled back until the unpoem is revealed, that disregard for social acceptance, you have taken a few simple words and made a great poem thanks for this J.

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thanks for your kind words, and your inspiration, gram.
that is why i love this place so...ca.. read more
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Not one of my favourite's jacob to be honest.. but then there are so many of yours that I admire and have variously served to either fascinate, inspire or confound me and which have frequently reinforced my love for and of this incredibly beautiful of art form that I would have a job counting .. no bull.. but maybe also because I can see a bit of me here... I kind of oscillate or slip between labouring over a single word perhaps or conversely, spit out words like a machine gun ...

Neville

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

I appreciate your honesty...when something doesn't hit you I understand that...or maybe hits too clo.. read more
Neville

1 Week Ago


then you are a marksman too my friend :)
N.
Writing without concern about who is going to read it and what they make of it. Not checking for every little error, every comma, every capital letter, in fear you are going to be picked apart. Writing for yourself without a care in the world about how you will be judged. Not concerning yourself about when you press the posting button. That's what you call freedom of writing. How many of us do that?

Chris

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

I guess at this point, I do...I just write...and readers can love me or hate me...that's up to their.. read more
Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

I would like to be able to write like that instead of labour over every word :))
Jacob, Reading this makes me think of you as a young boy, you must have been very cheeky just as you have written this poem..I loved every bit of it, You are so so good with words. If you could just lend me your pen for two days, It would travel to the end of the world, I would write until the ink is gone, until the letters of the alphabet are finished if they could. You are soo good

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

and you are so kind with your words...
be glad to lend you a pen, any day.
j.
J, I just read Gram's poem. Not sure I captured what he intended. Here, I feel the speaker's desire to break the chains of conformity, to shed all expectations, live without judgment, live anonymously but truly, no drama, no anxiety about the past or future, only the present and what he senses in the world. This is what the poet wants from the beginning but is usually denied, because he lives according to how others define "poet."

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you for your understanding review, R.E.
j.
This one hit me today. I want to drop my responsibilities and not matter. I feel the poet in your poem wants to be forgotten and to be free of the crushing weight of dogma, achievement, duties or whatever.

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

Thank you for feeling and understanding this one, adorno,
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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