Obituary

Obituary

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Obituary

 

 

 

the laughing boy

lustfully absorbed pain

for his pen's sake

 

then age struck down

his ink riddled body

and he collapsed upon his page

 

still laughing

but now in duplicity

a carbon copy of himself.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

6/20/22

© 2022 jacob erin-cilberto


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I do believe we do Jacob.
"then age struck down
his ink riddled body
and he collapsed upon his page"
I did love the above lines. I have collapsed already my friend. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 4 Days Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Days Ago

thank you for your kind words, Coyote,
j.
Ah, the pain splashed on the naked page for all to see. Where does that leave the poet though? Do the emotions magically disappear once they are written? Sometimes holding your cards against your chest is the way to go. Interesting one! Lydi***

Posted 6 Days Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Days Ago

thank you, Lydi.
j.
This poem should come with a warning: "Mind bender. Read at your own risk." (This is meant as a compliment.) So many associated thoughts and ideas flooded my mind after having read this: the relationship between the author and his work. Does the author write his work, or is it the other way around? It also reminded me of the idea of "hyper-reality": copies of copies of copies. If we can create copies of ourselves, at what point do we lose sight of the original?

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

Hell, Laz....your review is better than the poem...
thanks for indulging this piece with your.. read more
Love that Jacob esp how he collapsed under the weight of his page
His page was heavy with feelings of his life so many memories written in ink
The paper suffocates him


Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you, Julie...you are a kind poet.
j.
Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)

1 Week Ago

Not kind maybe too rough and common and speak my mind lol
Whatt an obituary. What we will do for our art. How we will splash our inner emotions all over the page for voyeurs to see. All in the hope that we will be remembered when we are gone. Isn't that what it's all about? Lovely composition hear dear J.

Chris

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

anything for art's sake...thank you, Chris,
j.
all I can say is that a carbon copy of your poem (and its author) is better than most regular poets, including me on my best days.... on those days where the pen 'strikes you down' you are more than welcome to some of my aspirin (extra strength)....

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

you are too kind, Curt...
thank you,
j.
I am reminded of something Hawthorne said, and I am obviously paraphrasing here, that all writers spend the last 20 years or so of their lives trying to recapture whatever the hell it was that got them on the page in the first place. Tightly crafted and smart stuff.

Posted 1 Week Ago


LJW

1 Week Ago

W.k....i am finding this to be true, that is, if I have 20 years left. I started writing to make sen.. read more
jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

and I think the opposite is also true...some writers/poets live and learn and write and learn and li.. read more
Jacob,

Me dost think that thou has set to pen of page a reality filled with much more than the dope of false hope and the pigeon poop of religion ... Your golden quill hast spoken in words more than just token, but in reality revelations of a most sacred truth that is not spoof, nor lie, nor grifter's trade to ply: Our hopes and dreams of any eternalness of said hoped for Afterlife are to be found within the words you have penned ever so nicely and not so round: "A carbon copy of himself ..." ... Excellent and more so ...!

Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

Your review is better than the poem....by far...thank you, Marvin...
j.
Words that speak to any writer- what you write reaches deeply all other writer’s, you’re like a voice for us, almost. Telling the writer/poet’s troubles for the world to hear, writing your immortal mark into the world over and over again, and doing it with the absolutely utmost powerful words. Your poems always carry a familiar feeling, something that we’ve all been through. The words here are powerful and saddening, but powerful. I feel the ‘laughing boy’ isn’t just laughing out of one pure emotion. There’s so much more there, and your so smart with your words you tell whole stories with only a few lines. You are an extremely respectable writer, and you’ve impacted so many, including me, inspiring so much more poems from different generations. Thank you so much for sharing and keeping the light around poetry going strong.

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

these are very kind words, Vertigo Cat....
thank you so much...
j.
Ah, the wish for immortality! Is it vanity, or just a play on words?

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

maybe a bit of both? don't you think?
thank you, JE,
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 a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..

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