What traps me in the net of
my own words? What am I thinking
when a single word fills my brain
with its sway of meanings, its catch
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I love the idea of buried poems! I want to vivify this one too! I have a similar problem with those buried poems. Where are the four questions and how do you answer them? Where is that graveyard? Is it just in your mind, or are there some poems buried under a tree...maybe they are on Dan's Path...or maybe they are flying the sky with the birds off of Port Trakl. Perhaps a glass of wine will loosen them...
Our inner being cries to sing or cry to put some form of words that rhyme or make some sense or some allusions into a poetic language. Do we remember our poems or do we give away what we bore in our hearts and let the poems live their own life? I often forget or have a blured rememberance of the poems i had written. You poem is thought provocative! Great. Thank you.
I do not remember all of my buried poems, but I do believe that they remember me
There are some ideas, feelings or thoughts that deeply move us.A poet tries to express them in poem.Even if he has written it down, he is not satisfied.In some cases he completely fails to express and the poem lies buried.The buried poem always torments the poet until it is expressed as a poem in real.