Thursday, April 9, 2009

Hostage - November, 1996

the silence
echoes loudly
drowning the wails and wimperings
of abandonment

a mask
black oval orbits
mirrors an outer world

behind the silence
and the mask
a faint thread of light
held hostage

- - - - -

I wrote this poem in late 1996 while in the midst of reading Eros and Pathos, a book by Aldo Carotenuto, about a month after my counselling retreat. This was a time when I was treading a downward spiral into self-abusive depression. This poem marked a brief moment of light during a weekend spent in the city with my son - a weekend when I was the hero for my son, and a demon to my "self".

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