You cage the moon in your veins
whenever it is that side of midnight
and fantasize about the sun wilting.
Perhaps your home is wall-less
to your bare hands, but I cannot
approach you without second thought
of us, of some more.
Your bleak icescape always entails
for me to promenade pigeon-toed,
although you whisk incertitude away.
Lost like an igloo in forlorn land.
Winter becomes you while I
glide home like the needle
of a compass.
I really feel spellbound by what the poet has penned...the poet wrote this brevity that is enchanting and yet makes me try to understand this relationship you are portraying- if one wants the distance but there seems to be nowhere one can go without his/her presence. What I truly admired is this piece
is the wording of some of these lines. "Winter becomes you" has more of a intimate, inevitable tone to it instead of just writing the metaphor "you are winter". The power of the first line is unforgettable, and definitely makes me think about this "you" in their mystery. The poet conveyed such a journey and while reading this, I felt no longer will you be guided toward the igloo, you will find your home and only be led by your self. A true gem!
I've seriously read this about 20 times, I always do with your new pieces. I never know how to truly comment because words totally leave me, but I am going to try to leave a little something.
I love the title, I have to admit...I had to look up the meaning lol. It said it means "sudden enlightenment" and I think it fits this poem perfectly.
"You cage the moon in your veins" - seriously, how do you come up with these awesome lines? I'm beyond jealous.
Overall, what I think this poem is about is distance... not only on the map but in the relationship. And you finally realized it... you had that "sudden enlightenment" that maybe things won't work out, that it's best to part your ways... to let him be in that forlorn land while you go back home where you belong.