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Summary

The poem "Dreams of Impermanence" reflects on the relentless passage of time and the struggle to find an escape, ultimately suggesting that impermanence is a reality to be embraced and lived fully.

Abstract

"Dreams of Impermanence" is a contemplative free verse poem that delves into the human experience of time's relentless march, depicted as a force that stifles and chokes, leaving one searching for an exit. The poem conveys a sense of entrapment within the cyclical nature of time, where each moment feels like a blunt stroke. Despite the search for a way out, the speaker acknowledges the familiar whispers of a deeper understanding, hinting at the possibility of relief through acceptance. The poem suggests that impermanence is not merely a dream but a tangible aspect of life that should be consumed whole, savored in consciousness, and embraced as a gift to the present. It concludes with the notion that time, through its repetitive reminders, is an ever-present force waiting to recalibrate one's sense of being.

Opinions

  • The poem expresses a struggle with the concept of time, viewing it as an oppressive force.
  • There is a sense of suffocation and a desire for escape from the incessant progression of time.
  • The speaker questions the possibility of relief from this temporal struggle.
  • The poem implies that understanding and acceptance of impermanence can transform one's experience of time.
  • It suggests that embracing the transient nature of life can lead to a deeper appreciation of the present moment.
  • The poem concludes with a resignation to the fact that time's reminders are inescapable, yet they offer an opportunity for recalibration and conscious living.

Dreams of Impermanence

Free verse

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Each day, hour minute second, stabs deeper with each blunt stroke.

Breath stifled, choked by silent hands. Living half (in) chasing an (out)

Exit — not found, for real? doubts truth.

Until

The urge a feeling, a sight a silhouette, buried in the distant inscrutable, unknown.

Familiar, whispers.

Could it be a relief? (Nah) couldn’t be

Then what, who, why?

Don’t seek Don’t think Don’t remember

Just stay (here) with me in the dream, you can hide when you awake.

Don’t worry —

I’ll return each day every hour every minute every second, stabbing deeper — with every blunt stroke time delivers you to (my) hands for submission, recalibrate as (I) choke and stifle, taking your breath away with me to hold until —

(Impermanence)

Is not a dream, it must be lived consumed (whole) digested as a gift to your present, savored deeply in consciousness.

Where I’ll be—

Hands (poised) waiting, each day every hour every minute every second to remind you.

Thank you for reading!

Poetry
Free Verse
Impermanence
Dreaming
Mental Health
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