The Sigh – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The conflict between the will to deny horrible events and the will to proclaim them aloud is the central dialectic of psychological trauma.” Judith Herman

The Sigh

How do you measure a life,
by success or failure or, 
perhaps, what if it were by sighs,
sighs of yearning for endings or
beginnings, or the intensity of 
lips and thighs, the pressure of 
impending deadlines, nature's 
unrepeatable moments, sometimes
it is grief, that there are things
beyond us which cannot, try as we 
might, be resolved and the mess 
of that elicits one long operatic sigh,
a powerlessness at once 
acknowledged and denied 
in one breath, adumbrated in the 
hope of a quiet release from the 
burden of all that thieves and
saps the energy of our lives, 
and which becomes the 
mantra of our days.

Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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29 Comments

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29 responses to “The Sigh – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. So unfortunately true. No wonder sighs are so often delayed until old age.

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  2. A totally fresh and lovely way of looking at life. Paul
    Well done. 😇🤓🙏

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  3. I have very little power to control a part of the life!

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  4. Do you have an answer, please?

    Sent from my iPhone

    >

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  5. sapping is a good term for it. it wears a body down after awhile.

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  6. If only one good, long operatic sigh would resolve the troubles of the world, but I’ve tried to no avail.

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  7. Very lovely poem 👌🙏🌷

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  8. It seems that I sigh and just shake my head every day after watching or reading the news! Your poem perfectly expresses the way I feel about covid statistics, violence, natural disasters, and all the rest! Take care, Paul! ❤

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  9. lync56

    Wow what a powerful poem – a window into a soul

    >

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  10. Wonderful poetic capture of all the various times we sigh. In addition, schooling me on a new word – adumbrated! I especially loved these lines
    “hope of a quiet release from the
    burden of all that thieves and
    saps the energy of our lives”
    You’ve so eloquently included how we can get easily lost in those “sigh” moments too. Well done, Paul!

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