Simina Pitur


All This Poetry I'Ve Read (Adds Up To Something) - Poem by Simina Pitur

Learning the way of words,
a six year old
consciously reading Carroll.
A twelve year old
in distress, reading Plath.
A flown away bird
overgrowing Thomas.
And then the graduation
and afterwards the job
nine to fiveness
shopping from supermarkets
paying with sticky tickets
worrying about the sink, about
toilet paper and not having cash
saving money for failed vacations
buying things you don't need
meeting people you don't get
wanting something you don't like
being someone you don't know;
no time left for words,
no time
left for words.

What
has all the poetry I've read
added up to?

A hobby of choice? Vocabulary?
A replicating meme?

Words of Donne fall silent
under my breath, when I feed my ill kempt pet,
an image of Plath mutes me
mid conversation,
feels crippling
this inability to live unpoetically
to think in conventional, objective terms,
to make sensible, explainable decisions,
it makes me doubt when doubting is
fatal,
when I cannot justify my running away
with a 100 year old poem based
hunch
and a couple of witty remarks.

But all the poetry I've read
magically does add up to something.
It's here to keep me warm
should lonely nights descend,
making it all make sense
in disconcerting times and
space,
it's in my mind's ways,
it's in my mind's eye,
here at hand to connect the dots
to kindly forgive and give myself
to something and someone,
preparing me for life's
hard to believes, hard to endures,
here to accompany me to lonely lunches,
some birthdays, toothaches, carwashes
and finally the grave,
with grace.
It moves me
with such ease
through the meaningless,
the absurd and the sad,
the hard to be kind, the about to go mad,
gracefully explaining myself to myself

and this all that there is to this all grown up girl
who has thought this world up that has once made up
her.

Topic(s) of this poem: growing up, words


Comments about All This Poetry I'Ve Read (Adds Up To Something) by Simina Pitur

  • Chinedu Dike (3/15/2015 6:51:00 AM)


    Words being the clothing of thoughts, there's a lot to learn from inspired minds through their poems. I like the articulation, penning and insight of the poem as it captured the essence of poetry. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. (Report) Reply

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  • (3/14/2015 10:17:00 PM)


    This is brilliant! From the metaphysical poets to the post-modernists...each one impacts the soul. Great poem....A 10. (Report) Reply

  • Kelly Kurt (3/14/2015 9:43:00 PM)


    I know what you mean. Thank you for sharing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 14, 2015



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