From the soul, into art

A Poem by Lemontine

A poem I had to write for school

How do you manage to fill a hole

That is continuously being dug deeper?

How do you manage to soak up the water

That is continuously raining down from the sky?

How do you watch someone die slowly

And manage to get over the pain that hasn’t yet ended?

When life in the world seems to be crumbling in slow motion

How do you pick up the pieces?

When death arrives, a hole is formed

And sorrow is the only creature that is bold enough to inhabit it.

How are you supposed to pry it out?

A pen and paper.

The tools of an artist.

The only tools with the power to open the door,

To let grief flow in a steady stream from the soul- into art

Though the pen eventually becomes dry

And the paper blackened

An impossible transfer has occurred

Form the soul into art.

© 2011 Lemontine

Author's Note

ok, so nobody died in our familly. this just a follow up assignment to a paper we had to write in school about how in history, art has helped people deal with tragedy. My topic was the effect's of tuberculosis on people in the 1800's, and how some of them dealt with it through poetry (ex. Edgar Allen Poe) then she had us create some form of art that reflected our paper, so I wrote a poem. It would mean alot to me if people would give feedback before I turn it in oh how I could make it better!
we had to:
1. Clearly express the struggles of our time period
2. Clearly express how “art” helps people transcend their circumstances
3. Creatively illustrate the ideas set forth in your paper (that art helps individuals cope with difficulties)
4. Create an original piece of work reflecting our individual talent and ability
5. Successfully display traits of our chosen medium.
thanks!