Speak, Heart! Poem by Ursula Krechel

gnawing selflessly into the strangeness. Nice conceptualization. Congrats on modern poet of the Day.

Two pieces! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

a broken hearted poem with only one way to go?

'So cold was the heart that it was afraid for itself, ' I adored the clever interplay of developing ideas in this poem, the cold heart like a stone so beautifully morphs into the juxaposition of cherries 'snuggled against tiles', the happy maggots feasting on sour cherries, with the metaphorical 'so palpitating, the heart/ was speechless.' The juice of a cold sour heart is 'gnawing selflessly into the strangeness, / head first, tired, ' so like a love lost forlorn sad abandoned heart, the threads of love have all unraveled, like a love fallen upon knees in despair, the heart seems crushed underfoot, no purpose is left in a heart that cannot speak. A brilliant poem.

Thanks for sharing.........