It is winter.
"The worst" again exhibits its face to me.
Renewed brute.
Stepping gently. Haltingly.
Horror in its veil. How delicate.
Neatly calculated, every move is played against me.
My body, a terrain of agony.
I wish for nothing. Your prayers are not welcome.
They`re out of the question.
Messing up with things, complicating everything.
Too much time was wasted.
Prayer after prayer.
What a humiliation. What a forgery.
Docility.
I used to pray to God to take me.
Now I embrace what`s simple.
Now I demand perfection.
Erasure, erasure!
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Helena Yonatan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Remedios Varo,Rompiendo el Círculo Vicioso (1962)
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Nihilism question mark.
Sharp projection.
Thanks for sharing.
Disillusionment. Knowing how "I wish for nothing" is a choice, but "I have no wishes" is impossible (and wishes are obscuring). We can be content if we choose not to question too much what we truly desire but that way we remain insincere, so a choice "for nothing" seems more sincere, but is it?
Thank you for the comment.
A most interesting presentation of both sides. Nicely done
Thank you for the compliment.
Very original and deep!
Thank you very much!
“Therefore I say to you, whatever things ye desire, when ye pray, believe that ye receive them, and ye shall have them.”
The complexities of faith are central to the poem’s exploration. Thank you for sharing your thoughts.
Did you major in philosophy?? Just wondering.
Not yet. Next year, I`m getting my major.
Your "terrain of agony" would explain and justify questioning your faith. I truly sympathize. Nice work.
Thank you Dan!
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