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I will donate the husk of my heart
to a theatre company
so that it may finally obtain adoration
from an awed audience,
as a finely versed actor calls it Yorick,
or some such name.
It will be clenched under false fingers.
It will be polished and shine
and no longer rock emptily in my chest,
bemoaning the loss of you.
The shell, with the insides scooped
and served as sushi to gulls,
will finally recover and the aortic curves
will smile once more;
onto happy admirers who politely applaud,
and throw roses to the stage,
and never notice the decay at all.
The Royal Shakespeare company get thousands of skulls donated to them for the gravedigger scene of Hamlet. Whilst this poem is about the heart and loss, and not Shakespeare, that knowledge did infiltrate this poem.

♥ Kathryn O'Driscoll © 2013

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I never thought a single stageprop could say so much.

The decision to use the concept of Hamlet works incredibly well; like Shakespeare himself, there isn't a word lost as you relate everything to its emotional counterpart. To talk in specifics, I think the idea of the 'false fingers' is used to great effect, as many Shakespearean actors nowadays are deliberately false and exaggerated in the portrayal of their character. There's also an intriguing sense of location to the poem; the image of the 'gulls' really reminds me of my visits to the Globe, and the relaxing flow of the Thames past the theatre...

Anyway, enough gushing about Drama.

I like some of the wordplay that is used in this, even if it may be accidental; for instance, the play on 'polished' and 'rock' is really interesting to think of, as you can polish a rock, but not a rocking motion. It also seems to physicalise the abstract feeling of pain into an object, which gives the poem a way to focus on how to not only tell this unknown person - the one who is evidently not giving it 'adoration' (or, to a more inferred degree, not even giving it the time of day) - how much it can now be adored, but also show a paradoxical sense of emotional and physical removal from the pain they had caused.

I'll be honest, this is really powerful. Well written.

- Angel

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GeaAusten Featured By Owner Jun 26, 2013  Professional General Artist
just a Genius.. :-)
BloodshotInk Featured By Owner Jun 27, 2013
:D!!! :love:
GeaAusten Featured By Owner Jun 28, 2013  Professional General Artist
:-) :-)
BloodshotInk Featured By Owner Jul 4, 2013
NekoNekoGirl997 Featured By Owner Jun 24, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist

So beautiful though. It's touching and broken like the little china doll people refuse to see.
BloodshotInk Featured By Owner Jun 27, 2013
PrussianPersephone Featured By Owner Jun 24, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
...well that piece of info is creepy.

But this piece of poetry is beautiful.
BloodshotInk Featured By Owner Jun 27, 2013
haha, thanks Prussian !
WinterLeave Featured By Owner Jun 24, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
BloodshotInk Featured By Owner Jun 27, 2013
Thank you!!
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