I see this piece as the heart
going from rigid walls
to softening up
learning that experience is part of being alive
for the heart can't beat truly unless it is open
When the honest bleeding turns to blood letting, it is beyond time to go. That honest bleeding can easily leave us empty if we are not careful. It's sad that it should ever be.
Despite it being a muscle the heart is the most fragile organ we have, but its vulnerability belies a fierceness to continue beating despite the hardships and wounds it endures. It's a wonderfully visual and emotional piece of writing.
We live, we risk, we bleed, we survive to risk again, and we write to tell of it. "The risks are worth the honest bleeding".-profound. I agree. "Veins of versimilitude" -metaphoric brilliance. Great thoughts well- penned. (Wish the bleeding didn't have to hurt so much though...Just sayin'.:)
Posted 8 Years Ago
8 Years Ago
i hear you on the bleeding, Annette...definitely..
Back in the days medieval they would open a vein to drain the infection or attach leaches, its a wonder that the patient survived at all...but bleeding of the emotional vein, well, let it pour right? if it heals you?
I have struggled with this one Jacob. It left me thinking about confused young women and self harm but that may be well off the mark? Made me read it several times though and still in awe of your language sculptures!
Posted 8 Years Ago
8 Years Ago
thank you for giving this piece so much attention , John.....not sure it deserves it....
read morethank you for giving this piece so much attention , John.....not sure it deserves it....
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.. more..