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| Monhegan's Schoolteacher, 2004 by Jamie Wyeth |
sometimes I forget myself
the shock you feel looking at me reading,
on that bed, naked, while I dry my hair--
only increases my resilience
I thrive in the words of that book
which has taken me to a world filled with infidels
who bomb the city at their whim.
I struggle to understand their promise
to something beyond humanity.
a land which is not ours any more
yet a shelter for a shortwhile
until I harden myself and go out
to be shipped to an unknown place
where I will lie down spent bereft of my books
"wake up, all of you, before twilight strikes
and we all disappear into the night of ignorance"
Beautiful poem ,,,, lost in books is a great place to hide.
ReplyDeleteYou got it right girl...
ReplyDeleteI share your love of escaping into books, the better to understand life. Very poignant "a land that is not ours any more". I think we are feeling that about our entire planet these days.
ReplyDeleteTo escape into books certainly does give us a bit of reprieve from life in this "land that is not ours anymore". Lovely write!
ReplyDeleteWonderful words Gautami!
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What a stunning poem to accompany this work of art. One can become enraptured in a beautiful book.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful beautiful poem :)
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Stunning and the message at the end speaks loud and clear!!
ReplyDeleteIgnorance can be taught, the crazy can be medicated but what about stupidity??
I like the idea of her nakedness indicating the innocence that we are losing in the world at this time, but eventually it will our our freedom that will be gone.
ReplyDeleteI hate suddenly realizing I am being watched, when I thought I had some privacy!
ReplyDeleteA book lover indeed!
ReplyDeleteIndeed book are a way to forget the harsh realities of this world.............
ReplyDeleteThe symbolism of your nakedness
ReplyDeleteThe vulnerability of your nakedness
The defiance of your nakedness
the pleasure of your nakedness
The belief that you could actually hide and just read about it.
All a metaphor for the reaction of society to repeated waves of terrorism.
Wonderful write!!
ReplyDeleteI always admire your postscripts..it's like naked truth..very few are brave enough to write the truth..or indeed read it..
ReplyDeletetimely write- what a world we live in today.
ReplyDeleteA timely, powerful piece.
ReplyDeleteNo better escape, or source of knowledge. Enjoyed that.
ReplyDeleteObscure but relevant at the same time...beautuful piece , which I can revere.
ReplyDeletea beautiful, powerful piece...x
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! I couldn't live without my books...
ReplyDeleteBooks and reading galore- oh yes, give thanks for that! A lovely poem of wit and wisdom.
ReplyDelete2302Fair warning! "Bereft of my books"...what a fate.
ReplyDeleteLove it! Now only if the book could actually take us to another place.
ReplyDeleteA lot to think about here, a good sign. But I wonder if infidels know they are infidels.
ReplyDeleteA thought provoking poem which is really current. Excellent!
ReplyDeleteSooooo gorgeous, and thought provoking. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteFabulous - you describe me to a T - though I don't look anything like the lovely lady in the picture!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem. I am frequently lost in books. You're in good company.
ReplyDeletethe world of words is seductive.
ReplyDeletethe siren of thoughts exposes
hidden desires and there is that
certain type of reader who cannot
resist this feeling.
excellent.
there is more going here that just reading a book. Your words and thoughts go much deeper that just being lost in a book. I to recoil at what is going on the world.
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