Rocky Terrains

Prompt line given by Mish on dVerse

What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow out of this stony rubbish?

The Wasteland, T.S. Eliot

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It is her first email, six months after she got married.

“I did not communicate, because I did not know what to tell you.

…that it was a rash decision to marry in a different tribe, and land in an unknown place. I’m responsible for the mess I find myself in, if I can call it that.

The minds and hearts of people are as rocky as the terrain. They live in the here and now, which is not a bad thing so to say, but they can grab anything they need from others, and not acknowledge their existence later. My relationship falls in the same category. I’m a persona non grata in his life.

I look around and think, what are the roots that clutch, what branches grow out of this stony rubbish?

I’m at the brink once again. Will come back soon.”

https://dversepoets.com/2021/10/11/prosery-the-waste-land/