Identity

[holdencaulfield]

IdentityI'm not the One
I'm the Other
I am the difference between
Nor and neither.

I'm not the sun
I am the moon
Mysterious and powerful
I am the moon.

Unspoken words
Surround me here
Unbroken streams of broken dreams
Devour me clear,

And milks me dry
Slow-poisons me
Drives a thousand steaks through my veins
And I...I bleed.

I'm the bleeder
Living my life
Looking across the sea I am
Mother and wife.

Smug in embrace
And coy in kiss
Intuitive in wild energy
Night's apprentice.

But I am you
If you are me
And what is life and who are we
In face of death?

[IrishCanadian]

Thats really intersting! Well done. Reading it I was thinking about the "oneness" of husband and wife. Is that what you were getting at or am I way off?

[holdencaulfield]

i wasn't exactly thinking interms of husband and wife.i was reading a book on feminist criticism and came across a structuralist concept called "binary opposition":male/female;rationalism/intuition;sun/moon;etc.,etc.the poem developed from there.

[Xamonas Chegwe]

Can you please change "steaks" to "stakes" - I have a weird image of lumps of beef coursing underneath your skin as I read this! It's not bad - I like the next to last stanza best. The last flirts with cliché though.

[holdencaulfield]

Can you please change "steaks" to "stakes" - I have a weird image of lumps of beef coursing underneath your skin as I read this! It's not bad - I like the next to last stanza best. The last flirts with cliché though.

i think i will go with your advice regarding my poem "identity".
indeed, "steaks" sound rather too harsh.

i am still thinking about the last stanza, though.