Description: My mum, among others, says that peoples lives change, grow or whatever, in seven year cycles, roughly anyway. I'm twenty eight at the moment so i've been spending a lot of the past 18 months working through this period and am feeling as though i'm fast approaching a crossroads. So it's from that mindset that i wrote this one.
Just thought i'd add some further words to this description to elaborate a bit more. Dandy is an old term usually used to describe a young man with narccisistic qualities but also a dandy is a man who rejects bourgeois values, devotes particular attention to his physical appearance, refines his language, and cultivates his hobbies. A dandy's mere existence is a reproach to the responsible citizen of the middle class. Today it's also synonymous with the metrosexual - but not quite.
Also worth mentioning is the idea the always in life we are sometimes the caterpiller, sometimes the butterfly but always the chrysalis.
the lens of perception distort rather than enlighten when time and life changes so quickly. I am confused as to the context in which you use dandy... do you mean the shallow fellow? or the one that rejects bourgeuis values. there seems to be some revelation of hypocricy in your description of "dandy"... perhaps this hypocracy is the beginning of the crisis... real life just will not allow it.
now that I better know the terms I have a deepr appreciation for this peice.
the transtions are more clearer now, dead clear... you seem to incapulate some crucial processes within the human life cycle
Just popped in to check things out, and, well, frankly I've got to say that "Crossroads" really sucked me in. I know this will sound contradictory, but I found this work to be both quite direct in its message (for the most part anyway) while also making me think (on a couple of different levels).
Overall, it had a real 'enlightened' or in the process of being 'enlightened' feel to it (via the hard way) – kind of like lessons learnt and still learning (which by the way, I constantly feel like).
Specific comments: "A dandy exposed Under the spotlight." – this was such an honest and direct, yet strangely creative way to put it (to me anyway) – stripping away the surface to get to the core. Also, I have to mention that I liked your dual use of the word "dandy" (ie person versus flora - that is if that's what you were intending - it's just the second time you used it I thought of dandelions blowing away in the breeze, which for me gave an added visual).
"Nihilistic regret" – This is my favourite line! Regret over the delusions or the surreal …. including the self. Painful possibly, I definitely understand the sadness/regret – a hard thing to face (ah, not that I lay any claim to learning that lesson yet). And then you come up with, " Superficial confidence of the inept" – wow, can you get more raw?! Reading that made gave me the impression of both honesty and a kind of arrogance ….. very paradoxical.
And then you conclude by acknowledging the pain that this process of self-realisation can evoke. ie one sees oneself for who one is (or at least a part of) and it can be a painful realisation, especially as you resolve to shed the unwanted or undesirable parts. (BTW - in respose to Screams comment, I thought the whole poem, or the experiences within, was the trigger)
I have only one question: re "Blaze' expressionism" – is this basically a description of the inner experiences/emotions viewed through a altered/distorted reality? Or an obscure reference to that late 18th century painting of lion attacking a wild boar (the name of which escapes me, but basically depicts a subjective human excitement about the reality of nature ie departing from the intent of nature to something like personal satisfaction – don't know if I explained that very well, but it reminded me of the artwork which is often described as expressionism in the brightness of the day or something like that). Just wondering is all :)
It seems like you are showing yourself as something fragile at this given time, but if this is the case, I think this notion needs further reinforcement. When you say “dandy” I think dandelion, and my mind will not allow me to imagine a dany inspecting itself in the mirror.
However I do get your point.
The transition required for necessary development I think need further walking thru. As a youngun myself, you need to hold my hand and walk me through this. Let your words be the steps. Nothing solid, no trigger point is mentioned as to why “old skin sheds” to a wiser man, or what makes the wind move to blow this poor little flower out of permanence.
I have my own theories (well not my own, probably) . crisis, chaos, … this is the yeast that makes the bread rise… ya know what I am saying?”
but I think the thought alone to this poem is a good one. a very hard topic to tackle, (you have seen me try, with wisdumb)
its not easy now is it. I think transitions throughout adult hood is not the same now as it was for your mother. perhaps thats why we are having such a hard time explianing it.... becasue it hasnt been explained yet. I think radically new things are required of us...