Territorial Guilt Comments
For some time between, they live in flux.
Few words, strange gazes, actions either unseen
or far too rough…….
They cast upon each other reflections of themselves.
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New form of harmony,from inner strength, derived from things strange and stranger.Brilliant Julia
I love this strange and stranger intuition. It does keep getting stranger- perfect word for this poem. I love that you can 'hear' the 'strange.' I love your comment!
Thank you A B Faniki. Have you ever looked up the word finicky in the English language? : extremely or excessively nice, exacting, or meticulous in taste or standards!
Prabir, belated thank you for your response. I am glad you see the " philosophy" in this; it was written to a book I wrote that is fiction/philosophy
A wonderful poem! I identify following three lines as the epitome of this beautiful work: " They cast upon each other reflections of themselves/Their inner strength switched to the haunt: /Strange jealousy, unspoken, of an animals' rare pelt" . You have selected the right poem on the past page of your poetry book!
It is actually an eponymous work from a fiction novel I wrote six/seven years ago called Territorial Guilt of The Afterloch. I use it as an introduction to the whole 'philosophicall' novel. I am glad you liked that one-
Julia, a fascinating poem. As Jane said, it requires a close reading. Thanks for posting this, and thanks for your comment on my poem, Butterfly of Death.
Thank you. Yes my poetry is slightly difficult and complex…..I enjoyed your Butterfly of Death poem a lot! Filled with suspense.
I actually really like these automated sound things; in the future I might do some of my own- maybe. But I'm going with this for now.
Julia, a wonderful poem that requires a close reading. The heading is the starting point. Inside territories living lives shadowing others. Jealousy brings them together and apart. As assets they sit in their guilt ridden minds. Thank you for your kind comments.
Thank you for shedding light on a poem I do not always know the exact meaning of.
These are lines of deep reflections on life and the behavioural pattern of human life on earth. The emotions that fills the heart and the intellect that reasons out marks a path to arrive at a decision to enjoy harmony and peace. Very well thought and worded, woven into a beautiful poem. Thank you Julia for sharing it with us. A full score.....10
Beautiful interpretation; you are helping me to understand something that I wrote kind of in an altered state, and your spiritual reasoning and cognitive insight are much appreciated. It is about behavioral patterns- perfect interpretation!
And soon enough collective transport lets them be. Not so alone, all one, so in new form of harmony. And there they sits as asset as there they are. Each twinned directive of the same some numbered star.
Your poetry is as good as your critical comments on poets and their poems..10++
I am enjoying reading poems on here and truly experiencing the infinite inventively of poetry and how different we all are from each other but all poets!
Excellent poem.. different kind of poetic expression.. beautifully written..thanks for sharing with us
A very deeply worded philosophical poem, quite mesmerizing in its delivery, with creatively combined words to present a very unique style of writing. It speaks of group relationships, individual fears and biases, rivalries and affinities, personal aims and group objectives, interactions of each to equal strangers. Great write.10+
Chito is a genius in the way he understands my highly abstract poetry which often confuses even me sometimes, even though I wrote it. Brilliant interpretation, Chito. Thank you for clarifying an abstract hodgepodge of insinuation.
Well conceived and nicely penned with conviction. An insightful creation. Thanks for sharing, Julia.
Not so alone, all one, so in new form of harmony. ...most beautiful line..
Thanks Prabir. I know that from a very great poet, this means a lot to me as I so often enjoy your poetry.
Beautifully written dear poetess....Go ahead and write... My love and support....thanks...1000000+++++
And soon enough collective transport lets them be. Not so alone, all one, so in new form of harmony. And there they sits as asset as there they are. Each twinned directive of the same some numbered star...
I think it was As there they sit as set as there they are. But the poemHunter default made it As there they sits as asset as there they are and I realized it had a slightly more intriguing meaning to me, so I let it be here for now. I like it that you rewrite brief moments of my poem- it gives me a chance to reread them from a different perspective than strictly myself.
Whose identities to whom were lived in action and not fear…. The women once bedecked such not knowing who. The stranger ones sometimes were friends, assimilating what the others do. Some were not so suited to life-to live as plain border to die. The Obvious with their looks amongst each other - pure sacrifice of asking, and soon, just wondering: WHY.
They cast upon each other reflections of themselves. Their inner strength switched to the haunt: Strange jealousy, unspoken, of an animals' rare pelt.
For some time between, they live in flux. Few words, strange gazes, actions either unseen or far too rough…….
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7/28/2025 3:04:07 PM # 1.0.0
'They cast upon each other reflections of themselves' - an excellent expression!