Editor's note: Anyone who read the last My Story Lives blogpost knows that my husband and I were composing poetry in the middle of the night one day last week. Well, little did I know, but when I sent out that post it would land in the mailbox of a long-time MyStoryLives writer, Dr. Mel Waldman. Dr. Waldman first contributed his writing to MyStory in 2007, shortly after I launched the literary blog.
What's so amazing is that my email appeared in the middle of the night at the precise moment -- the "poignant moment -- the sacred point of creation" when he was composing a piece called "My Noctuary." (A noctuary is a night journal.) As Dr. Waldman points out, that was one heck of a synchronicity! This is the email I received from him:
Dear Claudia Ricci:
At the moment in the middle of the night when I began writing “The Noctuary,” a poem about a nightly journal, I noticed an email from Claudia labeled “Writing Poems in the Middle of the Night.” I get a lot of spam and unfortunately did not realize it was Claudia Ricci of My Story Lives. Thus, I deleted the email. However, I have a schizoid email system with the same email divided into email and email app. I read the email in my email app and was delighted.
Attached please find “The Noctuary.” Enjoy!
Dr. Mel Waldman
So here it is, "The Noctuary,"
By Dr. Mel Waldman
I shall share with you uncanny thoughts dreams happenings
in the phantom night
of a nighthawk & the sweet phantasmagoria from the postern of the hidden universe
unfathomable un-reality of the Unconscious
the middle of the night
sit inside the Ankara & scribble random revelations about the numinous
my Muse enchants/frightens me & we compose a mystical poem about a nightly journal
Who is she? I can’t recall until I taste an eerie revelation
read her puissant words "Writing Poems in the Middle of the Night"
I watch folks drifting in & out of Ankara vanishing on Kings Highway
Avenue of Pandemic Noir
I study faces
old man looking mindlessly out the window emotionless numb?
in a deluge of trauma? beneath mammoth waves plummeting into the deep
a young girl overflowing with the life force effusive effulgent ebullient
face glittering glowing & covered with a beatific smile
with a cornucopia of innocence & palpable dreams
forth from her lips She seems oblivious of suffering & tragedy
I shall never fully comprehend the world around me
but I see others coming & going out there & imagine the depth of their lives
vastness of their dreams
exist outside The Noctuary & within & while searching for divinity everywhere
discover Jungian synchronicity
Dr. Mel Waldman is a psychologist, poet, writer, and artist. His stories have appeared in dozens of magazines including HARDBOILED DETECTIVE, ESPIONAGE, THE SAINT, and AUDIENCE. He is a past winner of the literary GRADIVA AWARD in Psychoanalysis and was nominated for a PUSHCART PRIZE in literature. He is the author of 11 books.