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18712, Three short poems Posted by presyzion, Thu Apr-20-06 03:43 PM
Anatomy of Aging
I’m old enough now to rust. Mother, still here, grayer, still gives me things at ten she bestowed. Gout attacks me whispering, when I’m sleeping. I think of my father, still here, still giving advice, he, wiser than I was, wiser than I am. At night the dark frightens, its fingers poking me into awakening; this will never change. I sleep alone; this may never change: if I marry, she will say I’m still young, give me things I never received at 10, visit me in a whispered language, shape me into realizing she is here and never fear the dark or its nosy fingers.
Anatomy of Looking Out the Window
Cars are wrestling, honking, childish. Autumn, its usual orange and yellow, signifying next season’s becoming white. Rocking in the chair given from my mother, I’m imitating seasons’ movements. Clouds from the east indicate wetness entering in divided deliveries. Main Street houses two types of people: coming and going: found and lost. Dusk’s unalterable gray blankets my town like the quilt atop my shivering thighs. My eyes turn closed, ghosts appear. Grandmas, Grandpas, raising me from across mountains, behind garbage cans, underneath the earth’s dirt, put there by disease. Looking out the window, reflections of things I cannot forget.
Anatomy of Shaving
The face must be washed, a turning of the back on the unsanitary. Laid out like resting baby ducks atop the countertop: razor, cream, mug, and brush. Polygamy takes place: the face, narcissist, king waiting to take his harem: cream to mug to brush to face, ending in the mirror’s staring reflection. The razor becomes artist— each three-inch stride across the neck and cheeks, takes away, making sculpture out of marble, man out of beast. The face must be washed, a closing of the pores takes place, signifying closure of the act.
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18713, ..:::Anatomy Reflections:::.. Posted by PhotoSynthesis, Thu Apr-20-06 05:22 PM
Your anatomy reflections of "aging" -- "shaving" -- & "lookin' out the window" -- All have a unique & wonder~FULL point of view -- Which -- Since you've been gone, has been missing! -- :)
(((WELCOME BACK))) -- *smiles*
Stick around, aaiight? -- :)
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18714, it's good to see your words again Posted by mindful, Thu Apr-20-06 06:16 PM
welcome back...
and again...
again
and again... Peace~
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18715, RE: Three short poems Posted by the Light, Thu Apr-20-06 06:48 PM
I always seem to sense a certain physicality about your poems. The body is often present (in most people's writing), but you find novel ways of using its actions to communicate things.
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18716, first of all Posted by invisible ink, Thu Apr-20-06 10:19 PM
what a blessing to feel your energy prez(huge grin)....believe me when i say u have been missed...
second...this is the one i'm lovin'
Anatomy of Shaving
The face must be washed, a turning of the back on the unsanitary. Laid out like resting baby ducks atop the countertop: razor, cream, mug, and brush. Polygamy takes place: the face, narcissist, king waiting to take his harem: cream to mug to brush to face, ending in the mirror’s staring reflection. The razor becomes artist— each three-inch stride across the neck and cheeks, takes away, making sculpture out of marble, man out of beast. The face must be washed, a closing of the pores takes place, signifying closure of the act.
guess it's the artist in me....WOW....glad u are still using the gift....love...miss k
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18717, glad to see you on here... Posted by Morehouse, Fri Apr-21-06 12:29 PM
i dug the first the most, but i dig it all man, when you write it.
peace.
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myself is sculptor of your body’s idiom: the musician of your wrists; the poet who is afraid only to mistranslate a rhythm in your hair... -E.E. Cummings
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18718, yes Posted by rgv, Sat Apr-22-06 11:24 PM
the first
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18719, the third one Posted by soulchild, Sat Apr-22-06 07:35 PM
i appreciated the third one the most.
good to see you.
soul.
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18720, . Posted by Aeon, Mon Apr-24-06 03:44 PM
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18721, RE: Three short poems Posted by gee, Fri May-05-06 03:54 AM
shameless upping for one of my fave poets
gee
The key is complexity
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18722, wow...i haven't been here in months Posted by natralyght, Fri May-05-06 08:52 AM
and when i finally make it back, i'm blessed w/your words...it's been too, TOO long
thank you...
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18723, RE: Three short poems Posted by En Vista, Wed May-10-06 06:35 PM
Looking out of the window spoke a thousand words.. first time reading you and thoroughly enjoyed
Half of what I say is meaningless; but I say it so that the other half may reach you. Kahlil Gibran
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