Poetry / Ophelia # 3

aahhh, I don’t know. I’m tired too. This is just one in a series of things I’ve written intertwinning the imagrey of Ophelia, with the hope of evoking the idea of a tragic accidental drowning over grief that was misinterpreted as a suicide. The things I deal with on a daily basis are loss, motherhood, and lonliness (not unlike most of us)and for whatever reason her literary character makes sense to me. I am far more visceral than cerebral (sure you could tell by my spelling)and I def. like abstarct stuff. Not any one in my series is too specifically about one thing.
I guess there is just so much for the departed to spin in their graves over, I never nailed it down to just one idea. No questions that are philosophical ever really get answered, do they? They just linger… and then that lingering takes on it’s own life of questions.. and then nothing gets done. I appreciate your reviews, you always have something good to say. I just think maybe my stuff is just too transparent and superficial… I’m not trying hard enough, I just write what I feel and think and, unfortunatley, that’s not all too deep! :) I hope you
get some rest!

Wow. Thank you.

THANK YOU!