28 March 2009 - 23:34poem: i can rebuild these walls
more experiments in angsty poetry…
i can rebuild these walls
so they look firm again
and guard the heart within
i can rebuild that dam
once again, so it is solid
and the flood is contained.
yet, feeling the firm walls
my fingertips trace cracks and
feel an unsteady beating
and seeping through
the solidity
are those tears?
at least, unlike love,
the gift of poetry cannot
be taken back.
in umberto eco’s foucault’s pendulum, jacopo belbo muses that good writers burn their earlier writings; bad writers who think they’re good publish them; and belbo, being mediocre and knowing it, but unwilling to burn his writings, kept them in a cupboard.
luckily, these days we have wordpress - no cupboards necessary!
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