Wishful Thinking

by Saerelune   May 31, 2014


I wish my fingers
less bony, less glued to piano keys,
less like upright chopsticks in a bowl of rice

I wish less wisps
of menstruation, I wish
more body, I wish less morose music
when I wish my bones more ivory,
but less glued to keys

less glued to keys, oh,
the keys, how they never fit
inside my mouth, I wish a bigger mouth
but smaller lips, I wish a tongue less rugged
with ivory, I wish less lies like colonies

but I never wished to be here.

I wished more wisps of hair
before my eyes, I wished darker skin
to mismatch my blood, I wished rounder eyes
to match my blood, I wished binoculars,
I wished floods of constellations,
I wished surgery of fate

or stitching my hands together
so I could be less sceptic of faith,

I wished more than thunderclaps,
less than applause, I wished the sky
to be less bipolar, I wished to find
less pieces of mind, I wished to find
a peace of mind.

31-05-2014
5:23 PM

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  • 10 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Judging comment:

    I like the structure of this piece, how the simple verb "wish" has such a strong presence in this piece. Often, I read "I wish that my... were" yet you wish directly, almost like you do not need that verb to describe it. There is soul in this piece and this eccentric touch as well. I can easily picture an artist/pianist letting go, not being so uptight in music, possibly less glued to keys so he/she can go out and create the music. I imagine a student spending hours practicing each day only to "perform", yet desiring to experience music and life in a more free, unrestricted way. The progression in this piece is unique, and I like the repeat of "less glued to keys" then wishing more and less, to not wanting to be at the place you are today. It's like your mind and heart are contradicting each other because you wanted everything and nothing perhaps. And now you want to move past that to taste and experience something, yet then have faith and have it last. Beautiful line of "I wished more than thunderclaps, less than applause"- I feel this could apply to a general view of life. That there is more to life than loud noises and harsh storms, and we can sometimes find ourselves and find humility in silences. In reflection. Great contrast with "pieces of mind" and "peace of mind" in the end, it gives a contemplative touch that calls to the reader who may yearn for that moment where all is able to be understood. All wants and desires. Intriguing piece, well-written! (10)

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