a Father in Twilight

a Father in Twilight

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

a Father in Twilight
we met somewhere between
rustic humor
and caustic dementia
in his sleep he remembered me clearly
awake I was a strange acquaintance
on the overpass
just outside the town of lucid population
his clouded eyes
searched
I spotted him in the murky silence
that became his world
but it was better for both of us
to just let him pass by
as if unnoticed...
virtually, diminished the pain
of two hearts in the rain.
erin-cilberto
1/5/24

© 2024 jacob erin-cilberto


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Reading this poem, I could feel the pain. I liked the way you describe dementia as ‘caustic dementia’. What a great way to describe it. My Dad had dementia too. I also loved ‘on the overpass just outside the town of lucid population’. Nice!

Posted 6 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Months Ago

Thank you, Norma. It really hit him very late as he was heading to 98....he had many moments of bein.. read more
such an elegantly worded work, you have captured the dilemma - approach and if so, how or is it better to let it slide. A battle that many have experienced Ill prepared for the encounter. Great sense of tenderness here. Been there done that not easy -carl

Posted 6 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Months Ago

I appreciate your understanding words, carl,
j.
Such conspicuous pain for you, jacob. Sensitively and finely written words, jacob, as always. I wonder - if I may, were they harder or easier to write than other poems?
A close friend with a dear mother i had known for twenty odd years said when I asked after Edie, 'Em.. I so wish I could have my mum back.' I didn't really know what that meant - how could I, but it helped me understand - just a little.

Posted 6 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Months Ago

Much harder, em.
No detachment allowed...the tears write them.
j.
emmajoygreen

6 Months Ago

How do I respond to that, my friend. Time to fade
Powerful and most poignant to me in that my late wife suffered from early dementia and would wake up wondering who the hell I was for about 20 minutes or so each morning. Had COVID not taken her, I was going to lose her to the land of forgoten-ness one day not too far down the dementia road ...

Marve

Posted 6 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Months Ago

I am so sorry...that had to be excrutiating, Marve.
j.
Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham

6 Months Ago

Yeah, but I would not trade those last five years we spent together, me taking care her, for anythin.. read more
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Gee
"I love you but I don't know why" this one of the saddest lines I have ever read as it was said to a son or daughter whilst visiting a much loved parent who was suffering with Dementia.
I remember your dad passing as if it was yesterday. My heart goes out to.you Jacob.
Take care


Posted 6 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Months Ago

It does seem like yesterday...six years now...and ten since my mom did.
thank you, Gee,
.. read more
Dementia is horrible. My Uncle and grandma and a cousin of mine all passed away
from Dementia. it was so sad to watch them die that way. This is a sad write.


Posted 6 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Months Ago

Dementia is the absolue saddest...especially because most know and understand they are going through.. read more
The murky silence of dementia. What a haunting place that is. When the loved one sitting before you doesn’t know who you are. You are a stranger in an unknown land.

two hearts in the rain

and the rain isn’t going to stop and you know it. It is a most cruel disease.

I see it all the time when I visit my aunt. I see people who are shells, with no visitors, empty shells, waiting to die.

The saddest route to death. A lonely pathway where all dignity has gone with the setting of an unkind sun.

Hurts the heart, does this poem j.

Chris





Posted 6 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Months Ago

It hurt to write, Chris...I am grateful his dementia was short term.
Thank you for your under.. 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 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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