The Knowing*
Extracting mem’ries
with ice picks, frozen in time…
Then, there’s the knowing
© 2011 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
For ABC Wednesday, Letter “K”
Also at the cozy poetic nook, Poets United!
*Redacted: SPECIAL THANKS TO VIV FOR CORRECTING MY HAIKU FORM IN THE FINAL LINE! I mean it when I say “criticism is welcome,” because if I had submitted this to a haiku publication, they’d have a good laugh over my 6-syllable former ending! Amy
liv2write2day
September 30, 2011 at 11:19 pm
I “know” this experience. Well stated.
Sharp Little Pencil
October 10, 2011 at 11:01 pm
I understand and I thank you for this affirmation. Peaceful nights to you, Amy
Roger Green
October 1, 2011 at 2:20 am
the memory is so tricky…sometimes incomplete, or false.
Sharp Little Pencil
October 10, 2011 at 11:13 pm
And sometimes the memory is backed up by so much irrefutable evidence (like confessions of collaborators), it’s solid as brick and thrown directly at your head…
Renee Espriu
October 1, 2011 at 3:04 am
These few words ‘pack a punch’ that takes you beneath and beyond. Amazing!
Sharp Little Pencil
October 10, 2011 at 11:28 pm
Renee, thank you so much. It was difficult to make this thought a fitting haiku… so I appreciate your thoughtfulness. Amy
Poetry & Icecream
October 1, 2011 at 3:14 am
Great haiku. I love the last line 🙂
Sharp Little Pencil
October 10, 2011 at 11:32 pm
Thanks, Norma, and glad you stopped by. Love the name of your blog! Amy
Pat Hatt
October 1, 2011 at 3:28 am
Nasty ice picks, at least they’ll melt and hopefully not wound too bad..haha
Sharp Little Pencil
October 10, 2011 at 11:53 pm
Actually, now that I think of it, that’s what they used for lobotomies. EEEW. That skeeves me out, but I’ll come visit you anyway! Amy (and Ghost of Missy the Black Cat)
Nanka
October 1, 2011 at 4:59 am
With your kind of knowingness and sharpness of intelligence Amy, I’m sure there is a wealth of possession in the deep freezer vaults. Pick the happy ones to celebrate and let the sleeping dogss lie low.
Sharp Little Pencil
October 11, 2011 at 12:03 am
Thanks, Nanka. Actually, in therapy, I’m working on coaxing the monsters out from under the bed, so I can have closure. It’s a lot of work – at times grueling, daunting, painful – but it’s worth it to reach that place of forgiveness. Otherwise you keep the bad stuff boxed up inside and it eats you like a cancer. But I also have loads and loads of good memories, and they truly outweigh the bad! Peace and love to you, Amy
vivinfrance
October 1, 2011 at 6:16 am
I like the idea of archaeologists picking out memories! Could you cut either the ‘and’ or the ‘ the’ in line3, to make the syllable count right?
Sharp Little Pencil
October 11, 2011 at 12:07 am
THANK YOU! See, Viv, you are always spot on with the forms. When I tell folks I value constructive criticism, this is what I mean. Imagine my submitting this to a haiku publication with the wrong syllable count? Bless your sharp eye, dear. Love, Amy
Tilly Bud
October 1, 2011 at 9:33 am
A truly chilling haiku, Amy.
Sharp Little Pencil
October 11, 2011 at 12:40 am
Linda, you zeroed in on the point. Spot on interpretation, and I thank you for this. Love, Amy
RJ Clarken
October 1, 2011 at 2:41 pm
This almost seems like a departure for you. Except I know it’s not…
Sharp Little Pencil
October 11, 2011 at 12:44 am
Perhaps the form is a departure, as well as the density of meaning. I’m not always the Compact Queen… but I read this and for me, it cut right to the bone. Thanks, Randi. Peace, Amy
Sherry Blue Sky
October 1, 2011 at 5:08 pm
Wow. This could not have been said any better. The ice pick, and the knowing. Powerful!
Sharp Little Pencil
October 11, 2011 at 12:53 am
Thanks, Sherry, I knew you would understand this one! Love to you, Amy
Inside the Mind of Isadora
October 1, 2011 at 10:36 pm
so meaningful … in so few words.
Hugs,
Izzy
Sharp Little Pencil
October 11, 2011 at 3:22 am
Thanks for the hugs, Izzy. I need all I can get, just coming out of this awful depression. Love, Amer
Dishita
October 2, 2011 at 2:15 am
Insightful Haiku. Been a while i visited your place and no regrets of passing again.
Keep Writing.
Sharp Little Pencil
October 12, 2011 at 5:09 pm
Thanks, DIshita. I’ll have to pop by your place now… Glad you came back! Amy
kaykuala
October 2, 2011 at 12:29 pm
Amy,
Sometimes we try to remember things which may turn out to be depressing. If only it could be nice and well!
Hank
Sharp Little Pencil
October 12, 2011 at 5:10 pm
If only, if only/Fair were everywhere… (Tom Chapin) Thanks, Hank. Amy
MM
October 2, 2011 at 5:35 pm
Another awesome Haiku and a great way of visualising memories. Makes me wonder how many memories people have that will always remain frozen.
Sharp Little Pencil
October 12, 2011 at 5:18 pm
That’s an insightful thought. I kept this “knowing” at bay until I was about 40; then, manifestations began to pop up and I sorted it out, rather painfully but willingly, in therapy. When you have trauma as a child, the survivor in you “forgets” it… the only way to cope. I write these cathartic poems in hopes that, should someone else have that “I wonder if?” feeling holding them back – or causing them to self-medicate with booze and drugs, as I did in my 20s, they might take advantage of therapy, which is no longer taboo in our society. Blessings, Amy
Madeleine Begun Kane
October 3, 2011 at 4:06 am
Wonderful haiku! Unusually good!
Sharp Little Pencil
October 12, 2011 at 5:34 pm
Wow, thanks for that, Madeleine. Hard to work in the ”seasonal” aspect of haiku, so I used the abstract. Peace, Amy
Andy Sewina
October 3, 2011 at 11:58 pm
Ice picks frozen in time, is a belting line! I can see them extracting the memories from my head, feel them…
Sharp Little Pencil
October 13, 2011 at 4:42 am
You really took this in, Andy. That means a lot to me, because that’s exactly how it felt… THANK YOU! Amy
Meryl Jaffe
October 4, 2011 at 1:21 pm
Love this. As an educator, so many people think memorizing and recalling is “learning”. Sometimes it is but ‘Knowing” is quite different from ‘remembering’ and this is a great expression their nuances.
Sharp Little Pencil
October 13, 2011 at 4:51 am
THanks, Meryl. From the teaching perspective: Yes, “remembering” is being able to regurgitate facts for the test. Knowing sticks with you for the rest of your life!
georgefloreswrite
October 4, 2011 at 8:33 pm
So much meaning packed in a little package. For me, this was the painful act of examining the past and the awful knowing that comes from it and seeks to cover it, but it can never cover it up enough, just enough to protect me from the tiny jabs of realisation.
Sharp Little Pencil
October 13, 2011 at 4:53 am
You have the point exactly, George. Thanks for sharing it. The problem with finally knowing is that you have to find a way to confront it – covering it up only brings more pain. Like I always say, I confront the monster under the bed (or on it). Peace, Amy
mindlovemisery
October 11, 2011 at 6:32 am
I’ve nominated you wonderful haiku
Sharp Little Pencil
October 16, 2011 at 4:12 am
God bless you, but I’m afraid I have to decline. I’m so overwhelmed just getting back on my feet, and I want to get my blog up to date. But that you SO much for thinking of me, MLM. Peace, Amy