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    9/17/2009

    Distancing

    The words change
    and the periodicity.
    The empathy changes
    and then, reciprocity.
    The miles remain the same...
     
    And then in helplessness,
    Hoping, more miles
    will ease the pain,
    You run away.
     
    (written September 17, 2009)

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    Narenwrote:
    Indeed you had asked and I clarified too... Mads might have missed the clarification...
    Sept. 19
    Narenwrote:
    Bhavita and Madhumita, thank you... you have brought this ditty alive.
    Bhavita, the pain in this poem is not from hurt... but from loss and helplessness...
    Sept. 19
    eureka moments :)
    remember I asked who is this "you" ? you ?... and you calrified... :)
    Sept. 19
    Narenwrote:
    And ah... when I read through Madhumita's comments again... one clarification, the "you" is simply the usage of 2nd person in this poem. Somehow just didn't seem to read right with 'I' instead of 'you'... the last stanza therefore could be:

    And then in helplessness,
    Hoping, more miles
    will help deal with the pain,
    I run away.
    Sept. 19
    Narenwrote:
    there you go!
    Sept. 18
    wow… now this is perfect
    wondering… is pain not coming from hurt ? but still it sounds much better… just one word and focus shifted from external to internal… running away not from the other person but self...
    Sept. 18
    Narenwrote:
    Actually one of the things thats creating a bit of a problem in the 2nd stanza is a wrong word, which is completely unrepresentive of what was intended. I have replaced 'hurt' with 'pain'. That was intended feel.
    Sept. 18
    Narenwrote:
    I see what you mean, but get a feeling that maybe you are bringing in factors extraneous to this poem... please bear with me here: I am merely thinking aloud in saying that what you call an excuse, could it instead be a different response from a person of a different constitution..? I must admit that I don't quite understand the second part of your comment... I'm missing the context completely here. Having said that, I agree that the first stanza is a neater package... there is some disjointedness with the 2nd stanza, which goes completely with the mental state that created it. One of these days I will come back and clean it up...
    Sept. 18
    I loved your first stanza, had a disconnect with the second....thats all....as it makes excuses on behalf of the person who is doing the distancing....and makes him or her sound like a "poor thing".....thats what I was trying to share :-)...'coz in my perspective...if the person cared in the first place for the relshp, he / she wouldnt run away....reasons would cease to exist, if really the person wanted to be with me.....i would face this fact head-on that I am just not relevant / important for the other person, atleast not enough...and not make a poor helpless soul out of the other person...just sharing my perspective
    Sept. 18
    Narenwrote:
    Doesn't matter in the end does it... the distancing has its own patterns, as many maybes as might apply...
    Sept. 18
    or maybe you were never as close as I was to you, maybe I wasnt seeing things the way they are, but the I way I wanted to see them, maybe you couldnt be just bothered, and in my defence I like to believe you ran away, maybe you just fancy someone else much more, maybe I am not just the one for you...
    Sept. 18
    though was hard but I learned to deal with hurt... ...by the way do miss that running (away) workout :):)
    Sept. 17
    Narenwrote:
    its me, its you and its all those others, like you and me... :)
    Sept. 17
    so true Naren... by the way who is this "you" ? you ?
    Sept. 17

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