Sunday, 30 September 2012

Lunch


It Must Be Time For Lunch Now, 1979, by Francesca Woodman




the taste of it  
sticks under the roof in my mouth 

rough as unleavened bread
salty as the sea salmon

your big soulful eyes pepper the heat, 
falling into exhilaration of the hunting season    

and no amount of spooning nor post-loving kisses
can sweeten the fear and madness beating in your heart

loving me is a beast sweetheart 

give me the fork,
it's time for my lunch 



Written for The Mag - 137  ~ Happy Sunday ~ goodness, I don't where my muse took me ~
This work is from the same US photographer who committed suicide at the age of 22.

Shared with Poets United ~

63 comments:

  1. Your words do justice to this very eerie picture. "Loving me is a beast, sweetheart" works well with the eeriness.

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  2. The pic is sure a bit strange and you sure captured the tone, a bit of a fright, but that can be a good things sometimes I suppose haha

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    1. A bit of a fright, you say ~
      The woman is a born rebel, I say ~

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    1. It depends on one's perspective ~ But I must clarify that this post is not about cannibalism ~

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  4. "your big soulful eyes pepper the spice,"

    Yum, I've enjoyed the sensuality and the welcoming darkness ;-)

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    1. I was editing that line when you commented but thank you ~

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  5. Good grief... the thought of cannibalism is just... yuck!
    Very dark and eerie Grace.

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    1. I didn't intend this to be cannibalism ~ Just dark kind of loving ~ Thanks for the visit Bren ~

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  6. loving me is a beast....now pass the fork...oy....really intriguing look at this picture grace....some really nice touches as well along the way...the pepper and spice of the eyes...nice....and thank you for being you....smiles.

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  7. You "cooked" a strong poem to fit this picture. Well done!

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  8. Oh, there's a bit of a scary element to this, Grace. He'd best watch out for the teeth that aren't far away.

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  9. I didn't see it as cannibalism but as being married to a hunter and having to be alone a lot during hunting season.

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  10. Oh, I really like this: "no amount of spooning ... can sweeten the fear and madness"

    And this is just awesome: "loving me is a beast sweetheart"

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  11. Got me to exclaim out loud!

    Wow! Guess I will tiptoe around you, my dear.

    Not at all sure what I might stir up!

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  12. oh, hope nobody was hurt in the end with that fork....
    The photo is sad and so is the story behind its author :(

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  13. I love the energy and momentum you have created with your phrases and thoughts. A beautiful composition, I love your poem Heaven. Thank you for sharing. =D

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  14. "Loving me is a beast, sweetheart" - interesting how people tell us who they are and we dont believe them, think love can soften them. Wonderful writing.

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  15. Very clever and surprising-- wonderful! xxxj

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  16. Mmmm....
    Goodness is right!
    Though i'm not sure goodness has anything to do with this feast.
    Made me think of wolves, aware it may be the last caribou so manners must be put aside.
    It reads like a rushing heartbeat.
    Most excellent, Lady Grace
    ~rick

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  17. Wow--what a fabulous write--your muse is with you

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  18. Sounds like you have a couple shades of gray here...wow!

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  19. Grrrrr! Go 'head girl, go 'head get down.

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  20. Wow... I just saw a documentary on Frances and so this just felt like a delightful punch in the stomach of reason... I can feel your words emanate from the photo... it elicited the same feeling as the visual. Loving me is a beast... fabulous and awesome, as usual...

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  21. Great and sad the inspiration.

    Beautiful and touching and erotic the result!

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  22. Love the "spooning." I started to go there, too. Your twist on it is excellent.
    Also loving "loving me is a beast sweetheart" ...Excellent.

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  23. Hmmm, a beast ? interesting; love lines 3&4.

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  24. I, too, love the line "loving me is a beast sweetheart" You have captured that feeling very well. Enjoyed it a lot.

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  25. Love the lack of sentimentality...my kind of lunch...wow!! and everyone loves that marvelous line...beast!!

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  26. thats hot....yea i just said that

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  27. Whew, strong words! An intense write, and I love it.

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  28. Strong poetry. Thank you for sharing.

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  29. "loving me is a beast sweetheart" My new favorite phrase
    really enjoyed this,

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  30. Powerfully revealing. A man-beast face-up! It gets a little scary. Great dramatics, Heaven! Nicely!

    Hank

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  31. Rough love, dark love? What the hell, it's love and powerfully presented.

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  32. Time for a shower, I fear.
    Nicely captured.

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  33. dark grim and riveting.awesome stuff.rewards several readings.

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  34. *sigh*

    I seem to be the only one who took it in non-love direction...my brain is warped. =P

    I found it very powerful, Heaven. As always, thank you.

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  35. Wow! Such a picture and your verbal interpretation is out of this world GOOD!

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  36. This has the best kind of texture ... love it!!

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  37. Hot. But I like hot meals, and hot poetry. Love this.

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  38. Loving me is a beast... Powerful! And sad.

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  39. This is very clever; spooning and forking and all the food references. I really enjoyed it.

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  40. It is dark - lusciously dark. After the unleavened bread and salmon one wonders what lunch really is. Dramatic.

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  41. Love how you incorporated the spoons/spooning! I may have to borrow your line, "loving me is a beast" when my kids feel that I'm nagging!

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  42. This was a great take on the picture. Dark & haunting. I read at the end of your post that the artist committed suicide at the age of 22. It made me feel really sad learning that. Her art most definitely captured her tourment, so sad!

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  43. I like spooning in contrast with the fork...nicely done...

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  44. this is quite a take on the prompt... reading it like i'm a tiger...

    JJRod'z

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  45. Very dark and sensual plus some great word play.

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  46. Brilliantly written.....love the way you went with the photo!

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  47. Sounds like a beast best left untamed! But the attempt could be exciting if it's survived!

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  48. Delightful commingling of those most ancient bedfellows, sex and food. !

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