Territorial Guilt Poem by Julia Luber
Territorial Guilt
For some time between, they live in flux.
Few words, strange gazes, actions either unseen
or far too rough…….
They cast upon each other reflections of themselves.
Their inner strength switched to the haunt:
Strange jealousy, unspoken, of an animal's rarest pelt.
Whose identities to whom were lived in action and not fear?
The women once bedecked such not knowing who.
The stranger ones sometimes were friends, assimilating what the others do.
Some were not so suited to life; living as plain border to die.
The Obvious with their looks amongst each other: Pure and plain sacrifice
of asking, and soon, just wondering: WHY.
And soon enough collective transport lets them be.
Not so alone, all one, so in new form of harmony.
And there they sit as asset as there they are.
Each twinned directive of the same some numbered star.
Chito Faustino, one of the poets here on PoemHunter encouraged me to post it and I thank him and admire his poetry verymuch.
'They cast upon each other reflections of themselves' - an excellent expression!
New form of harmony,from inner strength, derived from things strange and stranger.Brilliant Julia
I love this strange and stranger intuition. It does keep getting stranger- perfect word for this poem. I love that you can 'hear' the 'strange.' I love your comment!
Thank you A B Faniki. Have you ever looked up the word finicky in the English language? : extremely or excessively nice, exacting, or meticulous in taste or standards!
Prabir, belated thank you for your response. I am glad you see the " philosophy" in this; it was written to a book I wrote that is fiction/philosophy
A wonderful poem! I identify following three lines as the epitome of this beautiful work: " They cast upon each other reflections of themselves/Their inner strength switched to the haunt: /Strange jealousy, unspoken, of an animals' rare pelt" . You have selected the right poem on the past page of your poetry book!
It is actually an eponymous work from a fiction novel I wrote six/seven years ago called Territorial Guilt of The Afterloch. I use it as an introduction to the whole 'philosophicall' novel. I am glad you liked that one-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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1/13/2025 4:17:41 AM # 1.0.0
These are lines of deep reflections on life and the behavioural pattern of human life on earth. The emotions that fills the heart and the intellect that reasons out marks a path to arrive at a decision to enjoy harmony and peace. Very well thought and worded, woven into a beautiful poem. Thank you Julia for sharing it with us. A full score.....10