ISLAND IN A STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS

Haunted by youthful dreams
Too late to reinvent myself
Island metaphor strongest
Easier to be alone

There was Java
Circumscribing a mineral world
Of left-over lava
Decorating via fatal eruptions
Merapi volcano cosmology
Of fire-breathing dragons
Would I exist on a moon-like world

There was Fiji
Divided by time
Could stand there with one foot in today
And one in tomorrow
Or is it yesterday
Where the international dateline
Bisects the 180th meridian

Pieces of land
Floating in oceans
A fish net
A water purification kit
A lifetime supply of Vitamin C
It could have been easy
Sand or dirt a magic slate
Whatever written washed away
By tidal spray

There were other islands
Of song and book
But now that I look back
It is clear that the island experience
Was lived as I moved through droves of
Endless people
Smiled. laughed, talked
But they all must have been
Particles of colorful matter
Because I, the deportee
Now see
That the island is me…

(c) 2018 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: posted on YouTube by Placers, Merapi Volcano

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2 comments

  1. You’ve expressed it all so very eloquently, Clarissa. Islands: my finding was that the dream was rarely real, only for tourists, and when the dream was temporarily real, it was because of who was with me.

    Song and book, everything we do. Are they all diversions ,and solitude is our essence? A thought-provoking piece. Maybe we need the reverse argument (please excuse Donne, 17th century England and me abbreviating 🙂). No man is an island/entire of itself./Every man is a part of the main./If a clod be washed away by the sea,/Europe is the less./Therefore send not to know for whom the bell tolls;/it tolls for thee.

    I hope we are all connected.

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