Thursday, October 15, 2015

Butterfly Effect / Aokigahara

Butterfly Effect

I try to blink away
your stare like a butterfly
flapping at the lip of a flower
sending waves to reach
the end of my world.

P.S.: Senses netted with doubt again with this one. Firstly, is the "waves" a positive one? Does the "flower" lend a positive vibe? Is there enough "show, not tell"? Does the reader associate the "butterfly" with the female protagonist?

Aokigahara

there are many ways to live
there is no bad way,
there are many ways to die
there is no bad way

you find a beauty, you will
be reborn in her green belly,
no one knows, identifies or finds,
myth-protected

but I know you will be found
in a small closet an old monk
sings prayers, an urn – one of
crowded 57 – “1st Oct 2010” identifies
from that demons' womb.

there are many ways to live
there is no bad way,
there are many ways to die
there is no bad way.

P.S.: 57 suicides take place in Year 2010 alone. Or did they? Back to the poem. The repetitive stanza still litters some protestations on the top of my head. I mean to say that because there are so many ways to live, or die, there is no bad way - I mean, if you are given so much choices, what is the possibility of making a bad choice? If poetry is about discovery, then the second stanza is my gem: I was writing about what the suicides think about their acts in the forest, when I realised that it could be close to "living" - find a beauty to fall in love, have another mini "me".     

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