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Summary

"Shaking Hands" is a reflective poem by J.D. Harms exploring the depths of human connection and the struggles of finding oneself amidst life's chaos.

Abstract

The poem "Shaking Hands" delves into the complexities of personal consciousness and the yearning for genuine connection. It paints a vivid picture of an individual grappling with their inner turmoil, as they navigate through life's challenges and the intoxicating allure of external distractions. The narrative touches on themes of solitude, the weight of thoughts, and the search for a meaningful existence beyond the superficial interactions that often masquerade as companionship. The poem reflects on the struggle to maintain authenticity in a world that seems to have already succumbed to its vices and disasters, suggesting that true realization and understanding of oneself might only come after confronting the raw and uncomfortable truths of life.

Opinions

  • The author conveys a sense of isolation and introspection, highlighting the internal battle one faces when seeking genuine connection.
  • There is a critique of superficial interactions, portrayed as a

Shaking Hands

A Poem

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All awareness goes hurling inwards like the sun at a window deep breaths to a new lightheadedness where the thought alone is heavy enough to keep you down The breaking sweats of other moonlight additions to the world a great gaping mouth like a cry from across the canyon But can’t think about that now not the divorce from the sticks and other shadows reeling from the tequila-infused welcoming that alcohol-stained breathing without technical rhythm without the motivation or teacher to be quiet Still clacking and clacking goes on from knuckles to other knuckles inadvertently bare and pressed against its nearest excuse for a companionship instead of the doing that encapsulating fragment of necessity that forces you out of bed in the cavity you are considering working with While the whole project has been amiss and has already burnt in another carton of disaster and the realizations have decided to wait until dessert before they say anything

J.D. Harms 2020

Poetry
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Pain
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Chronic Illness
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