What if I became you?
A three-letter being instead of a one.
Not won but lost.
In your shoes with one lost sole.
A lost soul.
What if you became them?
A four-letter being instead of a three.
Not a one. Never won.
You as them. Not allowed in.
On the other side.
Outside, like them.
The other’s side.
Not here. Never here.
What if you were them?
You, an other.
Merril opens the new year at dVerse, the virtual pub for poets. She asks us to consider time and space and what if. Her prompt: “What if you – or someone else – or some THING else – took that less or more-traveled path? Would it make a difference? Will it make a difference? Look backward, forward, inside, and out. Then wonder, what if?” Pub opens at 3 PM Boston time. Stop by and begin your 2019 by imbibing some words today!
Deep and full of pathos, lillian! Excellent!
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Thank you, Frank! And happy new year!
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My pleasure, lillian! Happy New Year to you and yours, too! 🙂
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When I first saw the title I thought to myself, if you were me…. ponderance of that was intriguing. But, an intriguing poem you wrote to get the grey cells working in 2019!! Kudos! . 🙂
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Glad you enjoyed! …. kind of like that idea of trying to walk in another’s shoes!
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This is just wonderful… the wordplay of walking in another man’s shoe… without sole, or a soulless look at the many outside. Wonderful…
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Ah thank you, Bjorn. What a wonderful way to start 2019, with a compliment like this from you. Many thanks! And here’s to a happy and health 2019!
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You turned this prompt into a very thoughtful consideration, Lillian. What if I were you or you were them? Well done!
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Thank you, Merril. Glad you enjoyed. It really was a thought-provoking prompt for me!
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I’m so glad you enjoyed it!
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This a thinking poem that really requires the reader to pay attention, but one you do, wow, very cleverly written.
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Thank you, Carol. Glad you enjoyed. Yep — I tried to look at something from one side and inside and inside out and over there and over here. Walking in someone else’s shoes….someone who is always seen as an other.
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Oh, that’s interesting. Inclusion and exclusion. I do think imaginative empathy is the thing that keeps us us – and that is so important, especially at the moment.
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So glad you enjoyed, Sarah. Happy New Year to you!
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Your first line certainly stirs up a lot of reflection.
Things are different if one is on the other side of the fence or outside the borders. To have empathy for the other person will mean a lot and can bridge those differences. Good one Lillian.
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Thank you, Grace. Children separated from parents….people fleeing for a better life….for me, it is very difficult to fathom how, even if one believes in strong immigration policies, one can not be empathetic to the hardships and despair and inhumanity.
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an enjoyable read the way it zips and zig zags
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Glad you enjoyed.
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I absolutely love it, well done. Hope more people start to think this way in this new year
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Good listening skills and empathy….may we all have more of these in the coming year.
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I so enjoyed this poem, Lill! I especially like the idea of a ‘three-letter being instead of a one’ and the wonderful play on words in the lines:
‘Not won but lost.
In your shoes with one lost sole.
A lost soul.’
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Thank you, Kim. And happy new year to you!
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Clever and thoughtful word play, Lillian.
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Glad you enjoyed, Jane. Happy 2019 to you!
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And you, Lillian 🙂
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Such an elegant and heartfelt arrow to shoot into the dystopian grayness of the return of Congress and the crisis of immigration. Your illustration of Lady Liberty weeping is great; I’m borrowing it.
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I’m hoping the change in the House will affect real and meaningful change. May there be more empathy and more listening…and calling out a falsehood as a falsehood.
I do love the image…and it is sadly way too timely.
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What an intriguing concept. I love it.
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Thank you, Beverly. Glad you enjoyed it!
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I like the way your words demand attention to listen, to step out of a comfort zone, to live another’s life and hardships. It is so easy for some to ignore the pain of others. Empathy never learned, I suppose. A very sad situation.
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Amen, Mish. You understand my intent here exactly.
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There’s opportunity for empathy all over the place.
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Empathy and good listening skills….so needed in today’s world.
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very clever…the way this twists and turns…well done
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Glad you enjoyed.
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What an amazing and thoughtful poem. Empathy is a wonderful word for 2019. Thank you Lillian for for writing this poem
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Thank you, Toni…for your kind words here. Yes: empathy is sorely needed, I do believe.
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I chose three words for my 2019 instead of making those old fallible resolutions. I chose: love, hope, empathy.
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true empathy when we can walk in another’s shoes, but would their soul be there or just a vessel? what an amusing take on the prompt!
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Thank you, Gina.
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I love this – your play on words and the imagery you used to describe an exercise in empathy. Your poem is so thought provoking and timely. Thank you for this brilliant read!
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I think, in my opinion, no matter the political affiliation, empathy to the needs of others…and effective listening skills…would go a long way. So many are simply seeking a better life….is it so hard to understand that?
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Totally agree with you! Empathy requires one to move their ego aside in order to listen and understand the other. Not centering one’s self is the struggle (I think) for most people but especially those with power and privilege.
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Thanks for the wonderful poem! Reminds me of the planned ending of Jodorowsky’s Dune, when all become one. Love the way you mince words to create a powerful impression.
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Thank you so much for your very kind words.
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How powerfully your message speaks.
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May it be heard by many!
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Wow!! What a wonderful poem!
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Thank you, Annell.
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Loved the way the words, and sounds, and thoughts entertwined here Lillian – engaging piece!
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Thank you, Rob. On both my side of our family and my husband’s, the immigrant heritage is not too many generations behind us.
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What an intriguing write Lillian.
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Thank you!
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Beautiful!
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Thank you, Mary!
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We are all them…
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In the US, unless we have a very large percentage of Native American Indian ancestry, yes we are.
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A very challenging question for all of us to consider. I love the use of lost sole and lost soul!
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Thank you. Glad you enjoyed. The real question is, who is the lost soul?
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I can see why you have so many replies. This is an amazing poem of discovery; not of self discovery , but of third party perspective. Of people not many folks care about. Very deep!!!
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Thank you for your kind words here. I thhk everyone needs to think empatetically more these days. Put on anothers’ shoes so to speak….even though we really cannot. What if we could? What if we had to?
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*nodding grimly in agreement*
There is nothing I could say in reply to this that could possibly add to it. Not a damn thing. You said what you said, and that is that.
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It was an interesting piece to write….turning things inside out.
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Reflective, recursive,
Soft, incisive.
Soft power
Knowledge is power
Know le edge
Is how her
Arm raises
Alight in
Dark.
We are all each other
Selfother
Counting the cost
And the syllables
Shutting down
Hill,
We are altogether
All together
Every other thing
Is
ILLution,
💜this Lillian, homepoet.
G
Answers the door
🙂
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