Writers Cafe

Writers Cafe

and in the end,

we may all leave

one last poem on the table

and under the dirt

in our box of afterlife

it will say

"posted two days ago"

erin-cilberto

10/28/23

Reviews

[Red Brick Keshner]

Been thinking of this quite often. And when the www is over and done with our words would have truly up and flown as with stardust and the dispersed spume on a crashing shore...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

your response is more poetic than my poem, Red.
j.

[W. Barrett Munn]

Mary Oliver wrote than every so often she would randomly discard one of her unpublished poems. Once its written, these words no longer belong to us. They will only live if someone besides ourselves finds them worthy of keeping alive.

Winston

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I have always felt that the words don't belong to us...we simply borrow them and others will prove our worth or unworth as poets.

[Gee]

There have been a few that have gone to meet their maker, others have left due to trolling, some barred(not enough) and others that have just upped sticks and disappeared back into life.
As for the poems, well, I hope that at some point I can put a few together, these to be gifted to my daughter to remind her of her old man when all that remains of him are her memories :))
Hope the old ticker is behaving and that you have been keeping well Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Ticker is good...and you have a volume of poetry to choose from as the gift...
j.

[John the Baptist]

At least it won't say "Return to sender."

[jacob erin-cilberto]

no it won't...
thanks, John,
j.

[willweb]

I have often wondered what will happen to all of this poetry when I'm gone. Maybe it just disappears and finds someone else's mind to invade until they write it down. Not sure I'll ever know. Not sure any of us will know and it probably doesn't matter anyway

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I think it matters more than even we realize.
thank you, will,
j.

[Betty Hermelee]

I hope you're not leaving us anytime soon J...this is not your swan d=song , is it? well maybe just for a quick break (I hope I realize our dear poet friends come and go, but you are my mentor.....I will probably keep visiting your page just to check to see something new....2 days, 2 years; I hope you'll be back!!!
with love
B

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Oh no, not leaving...thanks, Betty.
j.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank goodness! Then it’s just a comment on what goes on at the Cafe, who cones and goes and who are we going leave our poems to, our poetic legacy of sorts……
Warmly
B.

[Matthew Kult]

People come and go. In my case I stop in to check on the cafe to see if it's still up and going. So far it hasn't gone anywhere. And my two days ago mostly say five years ago. Or more. Ha.

With love,

Matthew

[jacob erin-cilberto]

And you came back...we are glad for that.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

I see this as poems being read from the archives of poets after they have left WC. If they have touched others with their writing, I see this as a tribute to all they were. It is a loss. There will be a mourning. I see that as natural.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I really appreciate your insights, Chris,
j.

[DIVYA]

This is a very painful process. Friends keep visiting the page of the one who has left. In strange hope and despair. Two days become 2 weeks then 2 months turn into 2 years. We keep returning to the page. It's so surreal. And sadly sometimes, it's the same friends we had no time to visit when they were alive...

"and under the dirt
in our box of afterlife
it will say

"posted two days ago"

That's just brilliant!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, it is very much like that, isn't it?
thank you, Divya,
j.

[andrew mitchell]

Had to chuckle . Just brilliant.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, andrew,
j.