hermits gloss costume

cure congeal catacombs
heritage of break silence
spawning grounds......slur syllabic
lushness parched throats

truncate and receding
monument and truncheon
in solitary devolution
echo of pinnacle

pedestal the leper whose feast of apparition
fruition dote bearing similitude
restrain the condiments- me and you
a mirror - strewn

About This Poem

Last Few Words: a poem on solitude, self broken from soul, now two parts the real you can't reach,

Review Request Direction: How does this theme appeal to you?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Nigeria , abuja

Favorite Poets: christopher okigbo, wole soyinka, gabriel okara , odiah ofeimun- john keats, p.b shelley

Comments

alidzain

11 years 2 months ago

Emeka

Fill me in. I'm lost. Don't understand this piece at all.

Alid

emeka ozurumba

11 years 2 months ago

the title is a metaphor, hermit represents silence and solitude, and the gloss costume represents the mirror in the poem that gets shattered eventually, this is used to connote someone who is seeking his true self and disorientated , the sickness of loneliness needs a cure it is as grave silence, hence the use of catacombs congeal, this also refers to voicelessness as we can see with the lush parched(dry) throat, the second stanza speaks of the pinnacle of being ostracized from communion with any one, and the last stanza is a climax of the poem in comparison to a shattered glass breaking in pieces the viewer of himself to tiny irrelevant grit

Ian.T

11 years 2 months ago

Emeka

A drift into a space of loneliness, where the sight of you has become blurred,
the words as usual seemed as if they came from a thesaurus, good words but I feel that if you put your thoughts together and then plotted a course to our ways.
there would appear a pathway where we could all walk with you there.
Take care I shall wait for you to be here, Yours Ian.T