Telling an old story

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Reading recent posts, it occurs to me that regular readers of this blog could be forgiven for think that I am still obsessed with my ex and having real difficulty moving on. Which is strange for me, because my life is very full with other things, and there are days when I don’t think about him at all. And yet somehow most of the entries on this blog are in some way related to our relationship. Even when given different and challenging prompts for poems, somehow the same story seems to keep recurring… I think there are two reasons for this.

Firstly, one of my original reasons for starting to write, and starting to write this blog specifically, was to give myself the opportunity to express the feelings that, because of his silence, I had been unable to express to him. Somehow to be able to express these feelings publicly and permanently has had a really healing effect – probably much more effective than expressing them to him would have been! This blog is the place where I express my thoughts about this relationship. In many posts, I have expressed some pain, or anger, or fear, and in the process taken another step towards healing it. They’re not painful emotions any more. But if I didn’t write about these things, I would be denying emotions that are part of my journey.

But I think there’s a more important reason.  What I have experienced in the last year has been an intense and powerful personal version of a universal human story. And like so many poets and writers and singers before me, it seems a neverending source of inspiration for creativity. (Judging by page views and comments, people also seem to be most interested in my posts about this relationship, which again says something.)

And I also hope that what I write can be helpful and inspiring for others. I am so vividly aware of how much I have learnt from this relationship and its painful ending, and how much stronger I am as a result of what I have been through. I hope that through my writing, and my songwriting, I can reach out to people and encourage them to see just how brilliant the light at the end of their own dark tunnels can be. 


2 responses to “Telling an old story

  1. I look around and see so much “art”, whether physical (i.e. paintings, ‘sculptures’, etc.) or lyrical (i.e. poems or songs) which express people’s distress, confusion, angst, appetite for destruction, pessimism, anger, etc. And I think to myself “OK, so that person really spewed out his/her distress and made the message clear… I do hope that person feels better because of it, but what in heaven’s name is the good of it to the rest of us?” Some people find such “art” inspiring… dare I say even “pretty”? It generally upsets my stomach more than anything else. Will looking at morose pictures make me less morose? Will hearing songs about destruction and death lead to a solution to either? I do not think so; I really do not. It’s not that death and destruction do not exist. Hurt, pain, anger, loss, all these emotions are the “Neverending Story” of humanity, alas, just as you said, Lirone. But I see no point in belabouring the point, unless it is to offer the public something more – redemption, hope, light where everything seems dark… which is precisely what you do, Lirone, with these beautiful poems and insightful analyses of your past love and all that the breakup brought you. Yes, your tale has been lived and expressed by zillions of people through the ages and differently in every culture. But you bring something vitally different and important: insights and the will to get out of the gunk! And beautifully written, beautifully put. Beauty and light is what this world needs to counter the ugly and the dark which is within us all…. Let there be light! Thanks for everything and keep up the good work. This is important and useful, believe me! ,-

  2. Thanks for your lovely and encouraging comments!

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