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Amelia thanks joy — Amelia thanks depression

Posted on November 28, 2014 By adcitlali

Amelia contemplated the layers of a day to be thankful.
Joy,      she thanked:

Today I thought of you            maybe
I longed the idea of you         certainly

I missed a smile that  once  made me believe in eternity
that messy hair and the way we laughed at jokes no one else understood
the intimacy
           the transparency we allowed in each others eyes

Today I thought of you            maybe
I thanked the idea of you         certainly



Amelia’s hands are cold. The clouds are low, the snow is wet.
Depression,      she thanked:

Today I longed a memory of you         but not the darkness
I missed the stereo                               not the eggshell carpet
neither the sadness nor the distance
      of those slow days when I felt scared
I don’t miss how the brightness in your irides dimmed
or how that foggy shadow covered it all          us all

Today I forgive the shadow         the fog and your pain
I thank the struggle                        though I can’t forget



In a world of contrasts, Amelia knows tears as an extension of laughter.
Amelia thanks depression.     Amelia thanks joy.


_____Adriana Citlali
XXVIII-XI-MMXIV


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Comments (8)

  1. brian miller says:
    November 28, 2014 at 1:09 am

    what a beautiful write…love the form of it…like the two letters…and each a side of the story…both were heartfelt…and creative too…the messy hair and jokes…loved that…oy the other side of the story, the dimming eyes…sadness…i like her forgiveness in the end…

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    1. Adriana Citlali Ramírez says:
      November 28, 2014 at 1:11 am

      Thanks Brian!

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  2. katiemiafrederick says:
    November 28, 2014 at 1:42 am

    To thank both depression and joy in life.. is to know the balance of dark and light..

    in all things of dark and light where both depression and joy do live….

    Being thankful for all it is…

    Is the best blessing i know with Amelia too..:)

    Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours as well..:)

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  3. claudia says:
    November 28, 2014 at 4:40 am

    tears as an extension of laughter… that is an interesting thought… and cool on how you showed both sides here… the joy and depression… thanking both.. not always easy but def. can change a lot if we manage… happy thanksgiving to you…

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  4. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) says:
    November 28, 2014 at 5:49 am

    This is most excellent .. The darkness and shadows – there are things we never would want to live without even if they are the reason for our tears and depression.

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  5. Kathy Reed says:
    November 28, 2014 at 5:43 pm

    Bittersweet poem….the two move alongside each other don’t they? For those who suffer from depression, it is a blessing and a curse…well put, Amelia…good to be able to overcome with acceptance.

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  6. lynn__ says:
    November 29, 2014 at 11:56 am

    There is joy even in sadness, light shining into darkness, beauty in the broken…an honest write!

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  7. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade) says:
    November 30, 2014 at 10:14 pm

    Oh, wonderfully said!

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