Leaving Paper Cuts Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Leaving Paper Cuts



Papers slicing through the night, cutting memories in two,
filling up the emptiness of space and time, never adding
anything to life.

Only throwing it away, in dumpsters of our minds, always
pretending to know what life is about, turning somersaults,
lifting sorrow up off of sidewalks, put there by laughter's
mirth.

Walking always into danger, not caring about what is near
at hand, forever falling, getting in the way.

Papers slicing through the night, leaving paper cuts in
each memory remembered tonight.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 24 September 2014

Hi again I was commenting on another poet; 's work when I caught your title listed by poemhunter, I clicked it and read your remarkable poem I admire the way the images of paper and paper cuts run through the poem and carry the weight of meaning. They are images that take on the quality of SYMBOLS which you handle deftly. In a sense, the real subject of the poem is MEMORY and the fragility of memories, but you approach that subject indirectly - and memorably(I didn't intend that pun! It came uninvited.)

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