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. « I shall remember while the light lasts
. And in the darkness I shall not forget »
. ['Non-Catholic' Cemetery, Rome: headstone 2515]
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Somewhat traumatic flashback- seeing somebody in a coma who died five/six years ago. I am feeling reminded.
I really enjoyed this poem. I often wonder what the comatose dream about? or is it all darkness? Some come back and tell stories, while others move on to death. Giving you a big 10+++
Nice poem sir this stage of unconscious is very miserable
A very beautiful poem on state of consciousness. My personal feeling in thinking of that situation is that her mind probably is already free. It is her body that medical science has in prison in hope of bringing her back to life. It must be a very challenging situation for a doctor to face with. Its agonizing effect is brought out so poetically in this lovely poem.
interesting comment, Savita. And indeed you're right about the ''very challenging situation''.. Thank you so much.
I found this a moving experience to read. I notice that this lady is buried in a 'Non Catholic' cemetery, near to Shelley and Keats. You focus on the twilight, indefinite zone between life and death. My brother was in a coma for a week, before passing away.
this poem comes from my experience as a doctor, but it is just a poetic creation: I am agnostic, thus I do not know what 'life & death' really mean. Probably, death is just.. 'nothing' - meaning: it is 'the end of anything'.. Yet, when I wrote these verse, I remembered the words carved on a gravestone (btw, I do not remember who was buried there) , and I tried to explore the poetic side of that ''point of view''.
I find this quite fascinating, as I thought you would be Catholic-as I am. I thought that for a few reasons, but I was making an assumption. It does follow for you, then, that 'life and death' are almost indefinable. You must have seen so much death as a doctor so you have reasoned your way to being agnostic, based on experience.
the indefinite border of twilight that separates light from darkness your words from poet's note are part of this beautiful poem. what is death? another question that will remain unanswered...
too many questions will remain unanswered, indeed! thanks so much
Just waiting for The rustling of the leaves to Drive out the innermost thoughts And set free the imprisoned mind. A very beautiful and thought provoking juxtaposition of the external with the internal, the concrete with the abstract, the natural with the human, and the physical with the mental. Thanks a lot for sharing this great poem with us.
thank you so much for visiting and commenting on my poem, Istabraq. I've sent you an email.. read and let me know.. Peace.
Sir, Great. Really a touching poem with extra ordinary expressions.
thank you for commenting on my poem, dear Jadeja. And thanks also for inviting me to join your group. Indeed, with my group of poets and friends (more than 80 at the moment) , we are already publishing our books (8 Anthologies up to now) and have got new projects to work on. You know, I love Poetry and would like to accept your invitation, but - as you can understand - I have no time for more projects, unfortunately. Thank you again Blessings
Like a butterfly wrapped in the Flickering shadows of dusk Yearns for light to take off, She confides in absolute darkness To eventually join The community of the dead. The above lines, invokes the word of play and consequence to the act of LIFE. Hope is what Life is hold on to and Death is what it transcends to. Every Life walks through! Question is, ready for acceptance? That urges a purpose to LIFE!
I love this poem, Fabrizio! While I was in medicine I saw patients in coma. Some of them died, but I always tried to be hopeful about all of them. I had a belief that if someone didn't die at once, then mayby he is still needed here on the earth and has a chance to survive, however bad was he hurt.
thank you, dear Gale. Indeed, a patient in a coma is (unfortunately) a common experience in the medical community, especially in neurological wards.. an experience that portrays a challenging situation, also from a psychological point of view..
Being in Coma means on the border of consciousness and unconsciousness, between life and death, between light and darkness, between hope and despair. While the patient is in deep state of unconsciousness, patient's relatives wait for the blink of the eye to ensure that there is consciousness.It is trying time for those around.Hope and despair flicker in this twilight zone. Thanks for sharing this beautiful poem.
I hope my translation into greek which I've already started will be a success in being so marvellous as the two prototyps in italian and english.I'll be so sorry if it would not be achieved to sound as good.
Like a butterfly wrapped in the Flickering shadows of dusk Yearns for light to take off, She confides in absolute darkness To eventually join The community of the dead. remarkable expressions....... words are penned with utmost care....... salute to the pen
You so perfectly captured the helpless feelings when seeing someone in that deepest of sleeps. Really felt the pull of angst in this powerless situation. Perfectly penned.
This state of comatose is more puzzling to others than the patient himself/ herself...... A kind of death in life! As a sign of lingering life, there may be a flicker of eyelids. We do not know if he/ she has at least a vague consciousness! If at all one can feel, what kind feelings they may be having in this twilight zone! I am sure they prefer to glide into darkness than remain in a flickering between consciousness and unconsciousness! A beautiful conclusion for the poem!
you are a doctor see deep into her eyes and then there will be no surprise yourself be not surprised you have rendered your will her to live in coma still why come and ask me message me if you will yo are a doctor do not let innocent ones in coma live still... if you have a sensible will
A thin line between life and death sad reality.I like it.
Haunting (no pun intended) and quite lovely, I wish I read Italian!
There is something beautiful and yet dark about this poem. It really makes you think about life and beyond that death!
thank you, Margarita, I've appreciated your coming by and commenting on my poem
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7/26/2025 10:51:18 AM # 1.0.0
Beautiful poem. I think I read it long time back. It invoked deep emotions then and it impresses upon mind now as well. So difficult a situation when one can’t express what one feels.
Thank you so much, dear Savita (and I see that this is your 2nd comment on " Coma" - GRACIAS!)