Apostrophe

Responding to Gospel Isosceles iMeeting the Bar: Critique and Craft  at the d’Verse pub for poets, I have very little to say, except this poem wouldn’t leave me alone. It insisted on being written.  Nothing to do when the muse makes demands – however clumsy she may feel, the poet must answer…

The Final Word

 

I. The Banishment

Fear, be gone! I curse you!

I inscribe your name on lead tablets

melt them over flame, recast your

dark foreboding into pellets

I toss into the sea.   I scribble

your name on paper,

consign it to the fire,

turn you into ashes

tossed upon the wind.

 

You, who bedevil me

with unfounded anxiety

who plague my mind with fantasies

of imminent disaster, the dire

consequence of paths not taken —

Make tracks!  Take off!

I banish you.

 

II. The Departure

 

Don’t be so quick to wish me gone.

Across millennia I’ve saved your kind.

Don’t blame me for the failure to discern

reality from electronic projections

of danger, violence and sex.

 

You are the one who moved indoors,

shutting down your senses, substituting

the adrenaline rush of physical danger

for hyped-up stimulations played out

in darkened rooms on flattened sheets of glass.

 

Have you forgotten you are animal,

equipped with fear to keep

your soft sweet body safe from wolves?

Don’t bother with your curse.  I’m gone.

 

Beware the [real] jaws that bite,

the [sharpened] claws that [really] catch

 

Final epigraph taken with apologies  from Lewis Carroll’s Jabberwocky
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3 Responses to Apostrophe

  1. Anonymous says:

    After how many years of reading the poems you post here, I finally took a look. Aha! This is where you’ve been hanging out. Perfect. And I love these mirror image poems.

  2. Ooh this is quite good, Christine. Bringing us to a place we don’t want to look, like, not ‘the only thing to fear is fear itself,’ but really ‘the only thing to fear is absence of fear.’ Clever!

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