Saturday, July 30, 2016

The Broken Glasses

My glasses fell, broke, went blind in one eye.
Not much that I lose (anymore) upsets me very much,
but the world has lost its bones and I feel like a stranger.

Faces become pillows, buildings blobs.
Only my heart retains its hard edge, and I bleed myself dizzy every night.
"Look," say the pillows, gathering around my wheelchair

Like dumb birds for bread. They think I'm blushing
when I'm dying and hang little samplers on the walls of my room.
"She's as rosy as a girl," they say, silly chatterboxes

Without faces, but with mouths as big as the white shadow that doctors know.
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mini-challenge.

18 comments:

TexWisGirl said...

incredibly sad...

p.s. said...

"but the world has lost its bones and I feel like a stranger." I love that.

And this section:

"Look," say the pillows, gathering around my wheelchair

Like dumb birds for bread. They think I'm blushing

What a haunting, deeply twisting (in my gut) poem.

p.s. said...

It's a hospital poem, in a way ... at least as a metaphor. But I'm picturing her dying every night, becoming a ghost, but then waking up alive to do it all again the next day.

That's what keeps happening to me, anyway.

hedgewitch said...

This has an echo of every prison cell and madhouse the mind constructs, or that the body visits upon us. Each line is exquisite and disturbing and real, each image familiar as a dream monster that never ceases to wake us in a cold sweat. One of your very best, Shay. (And it's very Crane-ish in all of that.) My words can't do it justice.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

"but the world has lost its bones"......incredible. This poem is haunting, as only you can haunt.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

EEK!!! A horror story! Hideously well told.

Sioux said...

"I bleed myself dizzy" is dazzling brilliant.

Mr Puddy said...

You are the first pawson in da world who think the same as me " the birds are dumb ! "
*** Lift paw for Hi-5 ***

writinginnorthnorfolk.com said...

'the world has lost its bones and I feel like a stranger' - that's just how I feel without my glasses. People look like aliens with no bones- so well observed!

Kerry O'Connor said...

From an almost willful blindness to a bleeding heart, you sum up the sense of alienation which, I believe, is becoming common in a world so prone to self-destruction. It is alarming and real, this scenario.

rhymeswithbug.com said...

Wow! This is packed full of emotions.

Cloudia said...

Dark...

Mama Zen said...

"but the world has lost its bones"

That is just incredibly beautiful.

Stacie Eirich said...

I feel as if I've fallen down a very dark, twisted rabbit home in your poem--which is to say I think it's beautiful and terrifying at the same time. Thanks for sharing.

Outlawyer said...

I have unfortunately a lot of problems with my eyes and vision and inadequate glasses--so this spoke to me a little too directly! Very powerfully done. I especially liked the beginning, honestly, the glasses going blind in one eye. thanks. k.

telltaletherapy said...

immense impact in the understated way you wove this - deserves several readings and gets better each time

Lynn said...

Sad!

Susie Clevenger said...

"but the world has lost its bones" Oh I love that. I wear glasses so I know the world view without them. At times I've feel like I sit alone in my inner nightmare while the world twitters, "She has such an incredible sense of humor."