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Friday, February 02, 2007post-stormLike a blow to the headWe half opened our eyes and saw stars The static fizzled out and we were left Clean and bleary Awash in lamplight half-light But safe... Up the stairs and to the left And to the tune of the unfocused AM (stations of the dead, Lazarus radio) I pulled on my boots, The one lightbulb muted Like it was filtered through a cheap nylon stocking, Or like a buzzing hive, heavy with honey - The room cast in shadow, in the crook of an arm In limbo ... November, no clouds No sign of the amazing show of fractals past (Just broken branches on the bridge and singed wire next door) So the shoes go first The stockings (cheap nylon, like the lamp) The dress hangs like curtains Opened to let the moonlight inside a woman lounges on the horizon our breast are mounds against the sky our stomachs round and filled with veins and tongues of green lightning and stars (Oh yes, I've been doing some (non)spring cleaning. I very rarely write poetry, so here is a blue-moon piece.)
Comments:
Well, for not writing poetry much or not or what, that's pretty beautiful. I especially love the nylon stocking and honey similes.
 posted by morgiepoo : 10:52 PM, February 02, 2007
all that posh about you not being a writer is such...well, posh! dearlink, your writing is wonderful and I want to see so much more of it.
posted by Eileen : 2:30 PM, February 04, 2007
my favorite part is "the room cast in shadow, in the crook of an arm, in limbo"
posted by Eileen : 2:31 PM, February 04, 2007
sorry it took me so long to get around to reading this, honey child. your images are utterly beautiful. i especially like the last stanza, it is so different from the rest of the piece but it's still very connected. wonderful, wonderful. certainly share more words with us.
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