Dazzled Character Pt. Four: Actors On The Street Poem by Leah Ayliffe
Dazzled Character Pt. Four: Actors On The Street
Find a hero, one to adore like no other,
And do what they do
To live a life that fulfills the hollowness in your mind.
When your heart is acting, it can treasure what has been before,
Seeing actors out on the street, never truly living.
Reborn for the, how many times now, I've stopped keeping track.
Laying on the ground
thinking maybe I like Coca-Cola
And coffee and cigarettes
Definitely booze and drugs
All those things they call bad.
People never die from bad, they die from destiny's gold and black path,
Then that kid around the corner who always did it right,
Dies suffering a death of our worst nightmare.
What is doing it right really?
There is no sense
We all die.
Do not trust yourself unless you surrender to the serendipitous tide of being and rolling through the motions of reckless abandon.
I can't call it happiness per say
But it's closer than I've ever known.
I'll keep floating and dying in this space called earth
Until the current brings me home.
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4/26/2024 9:39:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I referred to the Triumph of Self in Part Three, which I think is a true assessment of what this four-part poem deals with. But Part Four finds you in a wistful frame of mind as if you are questioning, even doubting the success that I just celebrated with you in Part Three. That's OK. Instead of writing a Part Four that brings closure, you are keeping the poem open-ended. But the poem you wrote does have a mythic pattern inside of it. That's why English majors in the 1960s, including myself, read Joseph Campbell's THE HERO WITH A THOUSAND FACES. That book illustrates the monomyth (James Joyce's term Campbell borrowed) of the hero that is embedded in so many modern works of literature. I can see it clearly in this poem. But I can also see this is YOUR poem and you have shaped it in a very personal, unique way that says LEAH'S in every line.