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Summary

Trionna, a woman metaphorically carrying the weight of the world, seeks to return to a simpler state of being, despite the complexities of her personal life and the challenges posed by her physical and mental health.

Abstract

The narrative centers around Trionna, whose profound slouch and health issues, including fevers and chemical imbalances, are likened to the burden of global environmental concerns. Despite visits from potential lovers who lack the integrity to profoundly affect her life, Trionna longs for a return to the beginning, a desire to simplify and lighten her existence. She compares her personal turmoil to cosmic phenomena, suggesting that even astrophysicists couldn't comprehend her journey. The text concludes with a poignant exchange where Trionna expresses her wish to start anew, and a response that implies an attempt to heed this call.

Opinions

  • Trionna's physical and mental health struggles are depicted as a metaphor for global issues, suggesting a personal connection to broader environmental concerns.
  • The psychiatrist's perspective is presented, focusing on Trionna's chemical imbalances, which contrasts with her own view of her condition.
  • Trionna's would-be lovers are criticized for their lack of integrity and impact, highlighting a yearning for deeper, more meaningful relationships.
  • Trionna's desire to return to the beginning reflects a need for simplicity and perhaps a reset in her complex life.
  • The narrative implies a sense of isolation and misunderstanding, as Trionna feels that her experiences are beyond the comprehension of others, including experts like astrophysicists.
  • The final exchange between Trionna and an unnamed speaker suggests an acknowledgment of her struggles and a supportive effort to encourage her to lighten up.

back to the beginning

In response to David S. prompt, Genesis.

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Trionna carries the weight of the world on her shoulders. Her slouch is from another planet, her chiropractors say.

Her psychiatrist says her chemicals are imbalanced. They give her fevers. {her head fills with heat} “What does she know about global warming?” She is no environmentalist.

Her would be lovers come and visit but never possess the integrity to mark a revolution. “There are no astrophysicists who can chart my movements,” she says.

Her poles are becoming more like peregrine pins a stagnant shiver then a Bang of light

“Back to the beginning is where I want to be.” she says.

“Lighten up.” I say.

Believe You Me I’m trying.

Climate Change
Poetry
Solitude
Melancholy
Mental Health
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