Looking Back Upon the Crags of Time and Space

[novapsyche]

Poetry is best with perspective. For the last three years or so, I haven't had a chance to unpack boxes from my three last moves. Also, I haven't had space to seriously devote myself to the writing of poetry. So when I retrieved my purple binder of personal poetry from the basement of my sister's house, I looked forward to seeing poems I hadn't seen in years.

Now, though, with all the rest of my errands done, where I have nothing standing between me and getting into that binder, I find I'm filled with an excitement, kind of like what I used to feel the night before Christmas, the day before my birthday, and the night before the first day of school.

A few weeks ago, I ran across a poem I actually happened to write in the depths of my most recent depression, sometime last February. It was like looking at a stranger. This poem came from these hands? The estrangement was surreal, yet very real.

Just a few feet away, I have poems I've not eyed in years. These poems, they are written snapshots in time. When I read them, in the periphery I can see the reality I was living when that paper bore the pen.

(Funnily, it's the editor in me that is leaping with glee. My metaphysical red pen will be happily uncapped this evening.)

Comments

[mylastsigh.livejournal.com]

i would like to read some

[novapsyche.livejournal.com]

I posted one (Elegy), just 'cause you asked. :)

Re:

[mylastsigh.livejournal.com]

send the link

[novapsyche.livejournal.com]

Okay....

Elegy

[bi-sex-ualcat.livejournal.com]

Yeah! I had the same experience when I discovered some poetry I wrote when I was about 15 or 16. I rarely if ever write poetry but I wrote it in the depth of a depression that spawned an incredibly prolific phase of thinking and introspection. I just wrote whatever came to me, just needing to get it out. I saved the files and never looked back figuring it was a joke. Reading it six years on, and I still have difficulty believing I wrote them. Even though I know there's no way it came from anywhere else.. I don't know. It just can't be..