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winter.

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you held me, you
held onto me like a child
that is overtired and moody,
you cradled me into warmth
that felt less familiar than the chill
which now passes through my window
blows dust away from my eyes
and you keep them open
pushing the eyelids back to see me
blurry-eyed and screaming

-please, please you must come home
don't leave me alone again-
but you did and did again and again
so i taught myself to fly
and i flew,
i flew without you, i flew

like those snowy owls we watched wade
through the wintery wind
and peck the sky to find the mice
with their silhouettes, glistening
and their ears [listening--
why must they be the prey?]
pricked up waiting for the moon to say goodnight
and the sun to say good day
but they never do, do they?

those mice, blinded by butchers
and eaten by snakes
but at least they can't see the way dawn turns to dusk
summer to winter
young to old

and this black curtain concludes the magic show
the way it swishes around coffins
after life's production has ended,
swiftly

[i've never been afraid of the dark, anyway].
A bit of stream of consciousness. 
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:star::star::star::star: Overall
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:star::star::star::star::star-half: Impact

The poem starts from a personal story about an abandonment. It starts kind of innocent, describing the affection between two people ("you held me") but there's already the sense of danger sketched (the warmth between the character and the subject feels 'less familiar than the chill', as though the subject was seldom getting this affection, or if they hadn't entirely trust the second person). The last line of the first stanza forebodes characters' departure.
This first part of poem gives an impression of evoking memory. The flow of the poem bring out the associations with daydreaming, and indeed the subject affirms that after their loss they 'taught themselves how to fly' which reminds me of escaping into the imagination/dissociation.
The next part of the poems involve metaphors involving cruelty of nature. The theme circles around death which made me thought that the person mentioned in the beginning had left the subject by dying. Screaming and begging for them to stay would be then like the angry/bargaining stage of grief. The rest of the poem seems calmer, kinda lethargic, suggesting that the subject had moved onto the stage of depression. All that subject sees in the wintery landscape seems to be death (paying attention to the mice's fate); yet the subject seems to envy the animals their lack of knowledge about how everything ends up brutally. The subject seems to be too much aware of the fact that life is based upon death ("and this black curtain concludes the magic show/ the way it swishes around coffins") and being tired of it. Last line might suggest that the speaker is suicidal
The flow of the poem is perfect. It seems sleepy and calm which contrasts with the dark themes of the poem on itself, giving unsettling impression. I liked the use of the winter-related imagery - it makes me think of snow. Snow links to me not only with coldness but also with covering/soothing something. The voice of the speaker seems dulled out, sleepy and slightly melancholic as though they had feel into the apathy of depression. I also liked playing with the three mice motif <3 It is a very well poem with a strong impact.