Not Sweeping Endings Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Not Sweeping Endings



Not sweeping endings
no! but abrupt cliff edges
in verses.

these
make you think
sharpen and whet
the very knife of thought

life with red eyes
sits gloomy in her joy
and joying in her gloom
each day

Monday, December 8, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 14 December 2014

You wrote a striking metaphorical definition of LIFE in the last stanza with this abstract of life, this symbolic figure uniting opposites in her nature in a way we would do well to imitate. She mourns in joy and enjoys sorrows - I used different words but the meaning is the same. We humans make sharp distinctions between joy and sorrow - one cancels out the other - your poem suggests instead of isolating one and revelling in the other, we should blend them into one experience and thereby neutralize the neagtive and accentuate the positive.

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