Songs of Eretz Poetry Review is pleased to present “Down the Mine” by
Christopher Hivner. A brief
biography of the poet may be found here: http://eretzsongs.blogspot.com/2015/12/poem-of-day-army-of-dreams-by.html.
Down the Mine
Christopher Hivner
when I thought
about her
all day, every day,
mining my memories
with a pick and
shovel,
placing the jewels
in cloth
to protect until
they
reach the surface,
the sunlight
re-attaching their shine.
There was a time
when I thought
about him
too often,
sneaking into the
chamber
with a candle
to illuminate our
past
just enough
so I’d get nicked
on a sharp edge
and bleed.
There came a time
when I tried to
think
about nothing,
live in a void
of soft breezes
and esoteric
things.
I boarded up the
mine,
no more digging
through shards of
anger,
no more cuts
too deep to suture
with a thread of
deep breaths.
Now the years have
passed
without subtlety.
The old helmet
still fits,
new batteries in
the lamp,
pick and shovel in
hand,
I go mining again
searching for the
gold
among the rock,
gold amidst the
detritus,
gold shining its
light,
gold to pay the way
to affirmation.
Poet’s Notes:
Our minds can be places of great joy and equal sadness. I don’t think I’m
alone in sometimes dwelling on past mistakes or painful experiences. I was in
that state of mind one day while writing, and “Down the Mine” came out. It’s
basically a road map of relationships I repeatedly re-visit, then gird myself
and say, “no more,” only to return later and dig all over again. The mine was
the perfect metaphor for me, because it seems one small thought can lead to
going deeper and deeper.
Editor’s Note: This poem employs a unique
(in my experience) and beautifully executed poetic conceit, solid throughout.
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