Feelings Carefully Prepared
it’s the raw fish
of living
clumps of seaweed
stifling the tincture
of happiness
we swim without fins
a delicacy for some
a romance for the persnickety
upstream, salmon fly
we use chopsticks
for arms to hold
each other
in fluent sway
and yet
we are still
stanzas away
from a sushi satisfaction
the frustration unrefined.
erin-cilberto
9/17/25
The King of Metaphor,
jacob, I’ve often marveled at the unique originality of your stunning analogical imagery … this piece is overflowing with this brilliance.
I mean, who else would/could have come up with such a title that morphs from raw fish into emotional human vibrance, with but a few strokes of a ultra-creative, skilled pen?
How slippery relationships can all too often be, or become, just like this poem.
I really got a knowing smile outta this’n … thanks, Jacob! ⁓ Richard🖌
Thank you for your kind review, Richard.
j.
I’ve read through this so many times and I have now somehow managed to lose count of the various ways in which I have so far managed to interpret it .. Indeed, such variances can only be satisfactorily juxtaposed against the vibrant backcloth of human relationships that I know from both personal and professional experience to exist .. You have such a unique way with words Jacob it has the JEC stamp running all the way through it .. Neville
Thank you for your very kind review, Neville. I am so pleased to see that many of our WC family have found a new home, and a comfortable one at that.
j.