A Rite of Write

A Rite of Write

you bury me

in delight

you speak of swimming

in delirium

as I drown in didactic self-observation

pity in pools of pithy, prudent

parsing 

of language

even I cannot dictate

I am just the secretary

taking shorthand

from the long hand above

the words shoveled 

upon me,

I scream with the joy of writing

just before they cover me up.

And walk away weeping

in smiles.

erin-cilberto

2/17/2021

Reviews

[andrew mitchell]

Someone said when they die they will be working up until lunchtime before their funeral. With all our mental faculties intact we could be writing up until our final moments, who knows. Another thinking man’s write Jacob with many facets to ponder on.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for the smile, andrew,
j.

[barleygirl]

Excuse me for taking a time-out from reading/reviewing most poetry right now, but I'm having this very experience while writing my next book. Sometimes I wonder why I "surface" & try to join the "real world" from time to time . . . hiding my self-satisfied mirth from the fomenting masses (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I hope your book is coming along...thank you for this visit and relating to what WE are doing.
j.

[roarke]

Heh, usually for me, I get eaten by the bear instead of the other way around. Thanks for the positive outlook JEC.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind feedback, roarke,
j.