John's Wife
Unreasonable anger, Each hour prescribed
The house haunted
with good intentions,
leading where all good intentions lead.
Insight and intellect evident in
every observation, but
analytical minds turned inward plunge
off at outrageous angles,
destroy themselves in
unheard of
contradictions.
Hysteria, postpartum; diagnosis
unimportant. Treatment is all that matters.
what they told her
she was.
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Author's Note
The Yellow Wallpaper: For the narrator with no name, sometimes called Jane. Words in italics from the story itself.
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I love this. I make a point of reading the work before the note -- I was about to google the name of the husband in The Yellow Wallpaper to verify. Totally nailed it.
This:
Hysteria, postpartum; diagnosis
unimportant. Treatment is all that matters.
I like the double-edged feel to that.
analytical minds turned inward plunge
off at outrageous angles,
destroy themselves in
unheard of
contradictions.
I feel a real chill in that last line.
Oh the last line. ***
"leavin where all good intentions lead."
Yes. *
"She saw
what they told her
she was"
Scary. *
Good poem. Strong way to close.
I like the invention. Analytical minds indeed. *
Frankie - The fact that you sensed the story without knowing fulfills me. Thank you for sharing that.'
SDR - I'm glad you like that restructure. :)
Dianne and Rachna - Those last lines were written first. I feel they say it all!
Charlotte - Yes! I almost deleted that line! Thank you!
Daniel, Sam - again, the close is the heart of it. Thank you for your kind words.
John - How sadly, sweetly true, right? Thank you so much!
"She saw
what they told her
she was"
Terrific gloss on "The Yellow Wallpaper"!