A poem from my poetry chapbook (in eBook format) coming out at the end of July!


I am the undelivered message. The voice muted. A world hidden behind words.

Standing in the middle of the crowd, I'm slowly walking towards the stairs of the tube station. I can feel the tube swallowing me whole, as I swim in its arteries, squeezing my feelings next to a million people's feelings.

I try to write a message on the announcement board of the station. I get shoved past, and I lose my balance. I get up, embarrassed.

No one noticed.

Poetry by Eva
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Written on 2015-07-03 at 13:36

Tags Loneliness  Urban  Melancholy 

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You have captured the anonymity of life perfectly, I travel on the tube, "as I swim in it's arteries" is a great line.

This is great.
Perfectly describes the awful crush in the tube station where people become objects to be pushed aside.
And how interesting to feel embarrassed and nobody notices,
That is quite the commentary because in such places feelings become fish out of water.
Excellent writing!

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Profound isolation and anonymity while being packed like sardines. Cities and crowds seem inseparable. They devour individuality if you allow them to. You written about that very well. Your final sentence says is all!

This captures quite well the estrangement one often feels living in a city, part of and yet always apart from thousands of people we necessarily pass by but will never know. "No one noticed" indeed.