I built up my citadel of darkness
drop by drop,
borrowing from new moon nights
from dark alleys of secrets
where no light would dare to gleam
A kleptomaniac me would stealthily swipe
darkness from others’ minds
and stash them all
to build my house of darkness
with hard solid stolid doors shut
I stayed indoors, smug
caressing a lightless mass in a wallowing dark
careful that my darkness not leak away
to be diluted with frivolous light
Destiny Poets
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” Dark Room ” struck me as a very cinematic narrative.it appears to be set in that classic Hollywood black and white era of the ’30s and 40’s . Where menace and disquiet were conveyed by the inference of camera angles and cut-away shots where lighting was intrinsic to mood.
It’s very interesting and gladdens me a great deal that you see the poem as cinematic, dear Louis. Thanks very much. I’m so happy I’ve been able to convey the idea of the disquiet and the dark interiors of the modern urban mind.