In a Station of Life’s Metro

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Hanging delicately in the wind is hope of thousands,
as days pass by–
a new world created where one works from home,
orders groceries online and refrains from setting foot in public.
Let the clouds cry
then confide to the heavier bosom of the ground below–
it’s exhausting to keep everything confined inside the ribcage;
allow pain to melt like lumps of sugar,
at the end of the day there is consolation that sun will rise again
despite the darkness.
Come, take my hand
as we battle our demons together in the station of life’s metro;
write words
even though at times we feel we’re beginning to fray at the edges—
come, let us not be afraid.

 

 

 

Photo credits: Edward Hopper Painting, Pinterest

Day Eighteen ~ Encouragement 

Skylover Wordlist ~ Stations 💝

Poem inspired by the title of Ezra Pound’s poetic masterpiece,
“In a Station of the Metro.”

Posted for Play It Again @ Real Toads

12 Replies to “In a Station of Life’s Metro”

  1. An inspired allusion to Ezra Pound’s classic.
    Come, take my hand
    as we battle our demons together in the station of life’s metro…
    Lovely capture.

  2. I like the way you start with hope, Sanaa, albeit hanging delicately in the wind. I love the use of pathetic fallacy in:
    ‘Let the clouds cry
    then confide to the heavier bosom of the ground below’
    and the upbeat encouragement of:
    ‘Come, take my hand
    as we battle our demons together in the station of life’s metro’.

  3. write words, even though we begin to fray at the edges….
    This is a beautifully written piece and so appropriate for what is happening in the world today. I treasure the space of dVerse and Toads as a place where social distancing is not required of our words and our spirits.
    Take my hand….take my words….:)

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