POEM 7 IMAGES

Sometimes you have to give up yourself to find yourself. Love can push you to the limits, as can trying to reach a goal or a dream. Obsession turns to desire, which drives you to achieve. If you find your puzzle piece, modern theorists seem to say that you need to shave parts of yourself to fit together in your life. The metaphor of sex as death has been a theme in writing in most major poets it seems - is it the end or the beginning?

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“I don't know the question, but sex is definitely the answer.” Woody Allen

Departed

You pushed too hard

Opening my scar

Salt will not heal it

Only an end.

“...[W]hen death comes to a man, the mortal part of him dies, but the immortal part retires at the approach of death and escapes unharmed and indestructible... [I]t is as certain as anything can be... that soul is immortal and imperishable, and that our souls will really exist in the next world.” Socrates

Well to begin something, usually you have to end the previous thing. So do we die to create a new relationship? Is a new connection with someone a death? What do you lose that creates the idea that at the end of a sexual union is the climax, akin to death. I think forgetfulness - being lost in a moment - like being drawn down the river of Lethe and forgetting your previous life, perhaps.