Comments : I feel

  • 7 years ago

    by Britt

    This is absolutely phenomenal.

  • 7 years ago

    by Ren

    This is amazing!

    Your descriptions and choice of words are just...WOW! What a vivid scene you've brought to life.

    Absolutely brilliant and captivating...and like Britt said...phenomenal!

  • 7 years ago

    by Everlasting

    "i'm a vessel, but I feel"

    I'm so glad you weren't talking about empty vessels. . . though the good thing about empty vessels is that they can be filled up. Also, the good thing about vessels in general (I think) is that they are either - already filled up or empty or a little bit of both.

    I'm not sure I understand the poem in general, neither that I have grasped its meaning. However, when I read it, I had this sensation as if I'm in someone else's mind. As if this someone is telling this to herself( Can't help but link the poem to a woman for obvious reasons). Anyhow,

    You know, I often wonder if the chairs, the floor, and object in general, can feel. I often think of them as empty vessels - vessels that cannot feel like I do because, at least as per my current knowledge, they do not have a nervous system. As per that conclusion, I think of myself as a vessel that is neither filled nor empty, but that at times, is on the brink of becoming empty, or vice versa, filled.

    Why am I saying this? I don't know, I feel like letting you know what's going on in my mind as a result of reading your poem. Though, I mainly had two impressions when reading. One, the narrator is calling herself a vessel like a metaphor.... Two, the narrator is talking to a ship and comparing herself to it. Then, towards the middle to end, I get the impression the narrator is comparing herself to a computer and digital data plus showing her insecurities and her vulnerabilities... and arriving to the conclusion that she feels unlike the object. Nice to see you posting again.

    • 7 years ago

      by Saerelune

      Thank you for your comment Luce.

      As always your train of thoughts quite reflect my mood when I wrote this poem. Even though you might feel like you're rambling, you actually have a very intuitive way of comprehending my work.

      It's a bit odd as this poem is indeed written towards myself, a monologue in my mind between two selves (would that be a dialogue?). Vessel, empty or full, of half full or half empty, who knows. It changes I guess depending on our thirst and our laziness.

      Interesting perspective on feeling. Logically objects don't feel since they don't have a nervous system. Yet I kind of see it from the perspective of physics. When you stand on a floor you will exert force on the floor, in return the floor will exert a counter force in reaction. I guess in that way, objects do feel?

      But all of this might as well be a fictional after-tagging of meaning since I don't think I think when I write. I mean I do think in terms of sound and words but not necessarily what the words mean in total because they just seem to fall together like that.

  • 7 years ago

    by Em

    Oh wow!