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How to save a life in hindsight
by Maria Terezia Ferencz
a novel, a short story, a poem
I tired of trying to use foresight
i deciding to rewind
Use Epilogue as Prologue
The end
began
when we realized
it was not him
we were trying to save
it was us
pulling each other from (in)
oceans of guilt
we were swim swim swimming in
around and around
cold subjects we swam
until our legs grew cramps
we began
to drown
swallowing mouths full
of reasons why
not his reasons but ours
people always so selfish
even in guilt (death)
can't even allow a man
to die in his own why
we take take take that (away)
too
place it inside ourselves
we hide
his blackness keeping it moist
keeping torn pieces of him
alive
in limbo
by combining his pieces (our whys)
when we are together
we try
to save a life
in hindsight
05/11/2007 Author's Note: Just a dream, just a dream.........
Posted on 05/11/2007
Copyright © 2026 Maria Terezia Ferencz
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/11/07 at 10:42 PM Wow! Quite the poem. A powerful expression that hits uncomfortably close to home. Sure hope your hindsight isn't my foresight. Just a dream...just a dream :o) |
| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 05/12/07 at 10:49 PM Love the beginning, and how the forms get smaller...from novel to poem, then "tired of trying" is a great little phrase. (It makes me tired!)I never realized how moving the "r" that turns tried to tired could have such an effect. I love "the end/began" --very effective. I like the linguistic combinations, emphatic tone, and yet the exploratory revelatory feelings, and the use of the parentheses, and what's in them. Excellent. |
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