Representation
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
Representation
grief
flickers,
like window dressing
a mannequin's quivering
lip
a wooden tear,
plaster eyes widen
yesterday's sunshine
illuminates
like a two way bulb
dim memories
sharper daggers
then the “off” switch
no more feeling
a wardrobe of once
exciting design
given to Good Will
the store closes on the
moment
fashionable mistakes
forgotten
till the next line
is introduced.
9/12/15
erin-cilberto
© 2015 jacob erin-cilberto
Reviews
You have represented it well Mr Jacob. Well penned.
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
thank you for your words, Terrence.
j.
I find your take on fashion extremely fascinating
In a way doesn't fashion resemble some element of humanity
hidden in all the make up, color and textiles
There is a crying soul somewhere wondering if we all have missed the point of life
That it was never about the dressing
It was always a matter of soul
You make fashion a controversial topic of the day
Maybe it is
Posted 10 Years Ago
I find your take on fashion extremely fascinating
In a way doesn't fashion resemble some element of humanity
hidden in all the make up, color and textiles
There is a crying soul somewhere wondering if we all have missed the point of life
That it was never about the dressing
It was always a matter of soul
You make fashion a controversial topic of the day
Maybe it is
10 Years Ago
ah yes, humanity, exactly...
thank you for your insights, Nisreenaa.
j.. read more ah yes, humanity, exactly...
thank you for your insights, Nisreenaa.
j.
Those poor dummies. Perhaps a new line will bring them some humanity.
Regards,
Al
Posted 10 Years Ago
Those poor dummies. Perhaps a new line will bring them some humanity.
Regards,
Al
10 Years Ago
it would be nice if that were to happen...thank you, Al.
j.
the closing of a clothing store like the closing of a relationship, or life, perhaps...the lip-quivering mannequin becomes the grieving as it watches helplessly as its wardrobe is donated to Good Will, just as we did with my dad's clothing a couple of months back... i really like where this piece takes me: i sense the grieving but there is a tiny bit of hope that a new line is forthcoming...
Posted 10 Years Ago
the closing of a clothing store like the closing of a relationship, or life, perhaps...the lip-quivering mannequin becomes the grieving as it watches helplessly as its wardrobe is donated to Good Will, just as we did with my dad's clothing a couple of months back... i really like where this piece takes me: i sense the grieving but there is a tiny bit of hope that a new line is forthcoming...
10 Years Ago
thank you for your kind review, FT.
j.
I like the description of grief as "flickers" because it really does....
it's not a constant. it ebbs and flows. sometimes it cuts like a knife; other times it's a dull twinge.
but it's always there once it's born, and it's born of love.
great piece.
Posted 10 Years Ago
I like the description of grief as "flickers" because it really does....
it's not a constant. it ebbs and flows. sometimes it cuts like a knife; other times it's a dull twinge.
but it's always there once it's born, and it's born of love.
great piece.
10 Years Ago
thank you for your kind words, rubie.
j.
We imbue things with memory and meaning beyond their material best before date. Another really fine write, Jacob.
Posted 10 Years Ago
We imbue things with memory and meaning beyond their material best before date. Another really fine write, Jacob.
10 Years Ago
thank you for your words, Pryde.
j.
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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..
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