Blind Euphoria

Blind Euphoria

early November chills the bone

of summer's scarecrow

sparrows starve

as the crops are reserved

for those who can afford

royal dinners

nests empty

and blow away

they were people

they really were

finite humans

wasted with infinite

traffic of stubborn clashes

someone just cleared the dishes

and the few left

to don dessert

loosen their ties

toast their elegant wives

and never look out the window

at the birds scattered on the ground.

erin-cilberto

11/4/25

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Some feed the birds. Some get fed up with the birds crapping on their cars. Some feed the squirrels but that's just nuts. It's a strange land.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

It sure is. Thank you, Fabian.
j.

[Vol]

Jacob,
The birds around here have no worries as long as I have my 8 chickens... My little chicken yard is fenced all around and over the top. Think that stops the starlings and doves by the thousands... the sparrows get the lion's share of what I scatter...
I know God watches over the sparrow, I guess that means all the robins and cardinals and bluejays are on their own...
Vol

Vol

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Those poor ones who are on their own. Just like a lot of Americans lately.
Thank you, Vol.read moreThose poor ones who are on their own. Just like a lot of Americans lately.
Thank you, Vol.
j.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Fall, or autumn can show the beauty of death for Mother nature is an endless contradiction.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

She sure is. Thank you, Cowboy.
j.

[Titilayo Sarah Eguridu]

Just as Samuel Taylor Coleridge put it…
Water,water everywhere, nor any drop to drink.
The irony of lack in a place of abundance is disturbing.
It exposes the selfishness of human beings.
The relevance of this piece is spot on thank you.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Absolutely, and that is one of my favorite lines in poetry...Thank you for your insight, Titilayo.read moreAbsolutely, and that is one of my favorite lines in poetry...Thank you for your insight, Titilayo.
j.

[Titilayo Sarah Eguridu]

You’re welcome Eric

[Mysilentembrace]

I love the ways you speak to indifference and selfishness. The ways that we peg people as unworthy and let them fall because of our own selfish and absorbed views. This was poignant.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words, Silent.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Sadly the sparrows are people. So many who struggle to find food while others over indulge. The haves and the have nots. It has always been that way. I doubt if it will ever change j and that hurts to say so.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

It does hurt, Chris, doesn't it?
Thank you for your words,
j.

[Desert Knave]

Damn. This is too harsh, yet right on the money. Thank goodness for the elegant wives, eh. ~Jim

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Some of what I have seen lately reminds me of the Harrison song "Piggies"---thanks, Jim.
j.

[Jansy]

Jacob, this poem reads like a moral snapshot framed in frost....still, elegant, and quietly furious. The image of “nests empty / and blow away” feels almost Biblical in its simplicity, yet painfully modern.

That closing line hits hardest; it’s the kind of silence that says everything. The sparrows could be people, the people could be sparrows....and maybe we’ve all loosened our ties a bit too soon.

You have a gift for turning guilt into poetry, and poetry into a mirror that refuses to fog.

Another brilliant write, sir.

-James

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your very kind review, James.
j.