"There is an order to mortality
ruled by etiquette and good behavior." - put me in mind of the whole human species, queued up on a conveyor belt, politely waiting their turn to die. Also, the way in which we're expected not to mention it in so many circles...that destroys articulation on the subject, so that whenever we do try to approach death as a conversational topic, or even through art like you have here, we are out of practise and feel adrift. I don't think the social ideal can be achieved until every member has accepted the facts of their own inevitable end; life fulfillment seems an impossibility without this acceptance.
Yet, due to the rules of 'good behaviour', my statement is regarded as 'morbid'.
A really good write, Emily. It's so hard to capture mortality in language, and yet you've managed an essence of this in just a few lines. To echo W.K.K: "deceptively simple".
Poignant, inspiring and intriguing.
this is a great poem. it says a lot with so little. i especially like the concept of how we have form and etiquette about life and death. the strange little traditions that serve to bring sobriety and purpose to mysteries we live with every day.
"There is an order to mortality
ruled by etiquette and good behavior." - put me in mind of the whole human species, queued up on a conveyor belt, politely waiting their turn to die. Also, the way in which we're expected not to mention it in so many circles...that destroys articulation on the subject, so that whenever we do try to approach death as a conversational topic, or even through art like you have here, we are out of practise and feel adrift. I don't think the social ideal can be achieved until every member has accepted the facts of their own inevitable end; life fulfillment seems an impossibility without this acceptance.
Yet, due to the rules of 'good behaviour', my statement is regarded as 'morbid'.
A really good write, Emily. It's so hard to capture mortality in language, and yet you've managed an essence of this in just a few lines. To echo W.K.K: "deceptively simple".
Poignant, inspiring and intriguing.
did you originally write this, or part, as a review;)? awesome awesome you. its so solid and self contained it reminds me of the best chocolate you find in a box, awesome and overpowering for a few bites, taste lingering in the mouth.
to the Lost Boys
I am no Wendy;
but my voice brings you back to me.
And you sit around my feet,
anxious for a story
or a kiss.
Listening to my words
spinning adventures,
like so much g.. more..