inmate

inmate

 

 

grief escaped its prison

and found my abode

 

a heart welcoming

unflinching

despite the sadness

 

someone has to cry.

 

 

erin-cilberto

4/2/23

Reviews

[Shelley Warner]

Yes, to recover from grief, we must embrace it. When I was 17, my boyfriend (on and off relationship) was killed in Viet Nam. I didn't know how to get through the grief. When I got married four years later, I began having disturbing dreams, which continued for at least a decade. My husband helped me acknowledge my grief and I allowed myself to grieve. Finally, I was well.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

What an awful war it was, and you were one of the victims...
You have a very understanding husband to help you like that...I applaud his acknowledgment and that he helped you.
j.

[W. Barrett Munn]

The only way to deal with grief is to experience it, actually, embrace it. You said in a fistfull of words what it took me 3 pages to say. That is prosody at its finest.

Winston

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Winston,
j.

[willweb]

A visitor none of us like to welcome I would think. Though it does eventually pack it's things and leave I believe. Nice one Jacob

[jacob erin-cilberto]

it needs to pack more quickly I think.
thanks, will,
j.

[John the Baptist]

Grief may be an escapee, but my image is of a long slumbering tenant who makes everyone feel bad on the occasions of his awakening.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, it's like that...thanks, John.
j.

[FGFRANKLIN]

A good write and a great metaphor. They say it's "healthy" to grieve. I've never had time for it. Life has always demanded my immediate attention more. I just had to get on with living. One size doesn't fit all I guess.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I have often been too busy to grieve at the moment...but eventually it catches up to us.
thank you, Fabian.
j.

[FGFRANKLIN]

I guess I grieve a little at a time. A steady drip as opposed to a flood of emotion. I think my sink is probably as clogged as my arteries and I can't let it drain my energy.

[Wondering Mind]

It is the epic sacrifice of self for the other..
This is what I (selfish me) understood from this powerful piece

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I read your poetry, W.M....
no way you are selfish...not when you can write the way you do.read moreI read your poetry, W.M....
no way you are selfish...not when you can write the way you do.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

A soft heart, a loving soul will shed tears easily when it welcomes grief. Touching write J.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Chris,
j.

[Lorry]

Wow! A sad heart welcoming grief, out of habit perchance, or maybe so that no one else should be burdened by it.
A bit like if you usually take two sugars in your coffee, would putting in a third really matter anyway. I only say that as I just poured a coffee and forgot to put sweetener in and it's two thirds finished, and all for my inability to walk three paces to the colicky thing that must have an actual scientific name and not just the click thing.
I'm rambling again. See what no sweetener in my coffee dies to me? 😊
Master brevity at its finest Jacob. And no, I'm not talking about my review, obviously. 😊

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Lorry,
j.

[DIVYA]

Your generosity makes you a very good host. Yes someone has to cry and this inmate comes bearing gifts of tears. Beautifully expressed,.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, divya,
j.