sand in my synonyms

sand in my synonyms

dead poems

the stillness of simile

is much like a quiet harbor

lacking metaphors

tied to the dock

by the entrance of a tide

under which

dead poems

find rest from revision

at last.

erin-cilberto

4/14/24

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

And the waves will suddenly resurface new ideas as you fish from that shore
Great write Jacob

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Julie,
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jacob… Laid to rest on the Breast of Humanity. gently, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Pat,
j.

[Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn..]

Jacob,

This piece speaks lines of essential reality's truth to any person who aspires to wish to think themselves a Poet.

Marve

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your understanding words, Marve,
j.

[John the Baptist]

How can we tell when a poem is dead? I have no idea. Of course, every time I open a copy of The New Yorker, I encounter poems that should have been aborted.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I feel the same way about ones in there. Just because the New Yorker publishes something does not make it gold, but sometimes fool's gold.
thank you, John,
j.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

some of the really hoity toity mags give us this impression that we are so lucky if they choose to publish us...yet with some of them...I feel luckier not to be.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Dead poems. What a thought. I prefer to think of them as resting. Every now and again I bring them into the open to allow them to breathe for a while. I rarely revise them. No funerals for poems please j:)

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Okay, no funeral...they are just resting.
j.

[Desert Knave]

The only time my poems rest from revision is when I shred them ... though I suspect many of them manage to plant a seed in my head anyhow. Nicely written. ~Jim

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I like that idea of planting the seed...even if they are shredded...

[Cherrie]

...rest from revision... is there such a thing. Even when get tired of rewriting someone new comes along reads our work and determines- they can do it better (and usually do). Oh well, I guess there are worst ways for a poem to go :)
As always your writing speaks to me.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I never revise except when I am actually writing the piece...I do several at a time, much like Frank O'Hara did...I write them and move on...probably not the best writing style...but it is how I do it...I think constant revising and dissatisfaction with pieces would drive me out of my mind.
Thanks for your response, Cherrie,
j.

[Linda alexander]

Very thought-provoking poem. No need of revisions, adjustments, compromises, justifications basically nothing matters like state. When a life tsunami comes the giant waves simply pass through it just like one hundred percent fibrosed lungs where no gas exchange happens even if air containing twenty one percent oxygen, oxygen with high flow or mechanical ventilation in place. Nothing happens there. The person is dead. In the context of covid and different contaminations to respiratory system idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis is just like dead poems professor Jacob stated in the poem. I can relate to this poem very easily .

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I really appreciate your review and its perspective, Linda...
j.

[Betty Hermelee]

The thought of death, the thought of stillness, now I won’t have to keep revising my poems because they have died….as have I..no more revisions of life or poetry; lovely imagery… ( just a stab j)
Warmly
B.

[Soren]

Oh what a thought or rather what a metaphor. This strikes home with so many dead poems behind me. I'll have to open a boat yard. Your characteristic brevity "less is more" always strikes me with how much you can put into so little. Here the poem is packed with vivid imagery as well that fit so well into its meaning. Another wonderful work Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your very kind review, Soren.
j.