If I am to assemble our bodies
in a canvas
it will be the distance between pale
sky and sea
pounding the wall thick of old trees
If I am to journal our words
in a book
it will be thin & scrawny with hardly
any quotes
pressed amidst dried roses & frayed ink
So instead, I will make plump of
our hollowed bellies &
smear turmeric & saffron on our faces
earth rich, sun-burst colors
pining eagerly as autumn leaves before falling
away-
in a canvas
it will be the distance between pale
sky and sea
pounding the wall thick of old trees
If I am to journal our words
in a book
it will be thin & scrawny with hardly
any quotes
pressed amidst dried roses & frayed ink
So instead, I will make plump of
our hollowed bellies &
smear turmeric & saffron on our faces
earth rich, sun-burst colors
pining eagerly as autumn leaves before falling
away-
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This is simply beautiful, Grace. You have used your words with the most delicate of touches and have conveyed a wealth of meaning about love, and worth.
ReplyDeleteThank you Kerry ~ The title is one from her selected work ~
DeleteAutumn is nice when you experience it together.....
ReplyDeleteOf course Dezzy ~
Deletenice...love the use of the spices smeared on bodies...before the fall...there is a nice energy to me...not a passive acceptance....
ReplyDeleteYes, make it colorful and spicy this fall ~ Thanks Brian ~
Deletesmiles...oh i will...
Deletehappy sunday
The picture! Your words! As gentle as Levertov, and as gutsy. My favorite stanzas are the assembling and the journalling. The final stanza is more like kneading bread before it rises, more kitchen table and trees.
ReplyDeleteThank you Susan ~ I too love that picture ~
DeleteOh so incredible Heaven, I adore this, you just never seem to get worse at this, constantly better.
ReplyDeleteThank you Matt ~
DeleteThis just glows, Heaven, and engages all the senses. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteThank you Hedge ~
Deletethin and scrawny but still much to say I bet
ReplyDeleteOf course Pat, smiles ~
DeleteI agree with Hedge! The senses just come alive in this poem!
ReplyDeleteThanks LM ~
Deletenice incorporation of picture...beautiful Grace
ReplyDeleteThank you humbird ~
DeleteOh! yes its wonderful
ReplyDeletethis made me inhale deeply, Heaven ~ M
ReplyDeleteMagical!
ReplyDeleteGorgeous! :)
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful Grace, particularly the last stanza and its evocation of the season.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully sensual and vivid. Loved the contrast. Great work.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem. I felt the words 'pining eagerly as autumn leaves before falling away.' It was truly magical.
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ReplyDeletewords with power ..painted in a delicate pattern... wonderful post
this is how you paint the erotic. Incredibly tactile and sensual, Grace.
ReplyDeleteThis is a very pretty poem. I like the formatting. My favorite part about it, though, would have to be the beautiful vocabulary. Well done.
ReplyDeleteSo lyrical and beautiful.
ReplyDeleteReally sweet and beautiful imagery...
ReplyDelete-HA
Oh this is so beautiful and evocative. Loved it!
ReplyDeleteThis poem has a rich sensuality about it & conveys a feeling of deep love, Grace!
ReplyDeletereally sensual and the end is really lovely.. beauty.
ReplyDeleteSensual and gorgeous Grace!
ReplyDeleteWonderful read! Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThis is an absolute beauty ... full of romanticism :-)
ReplyDeletea very original poem, really enjoyed reading this. and the photo was perfect!
ReplyDeleteamazing the many expressions for love / no words needed
ReplyDeleteI'll take mine "pressed amidst dried roses & frayed ink"
:)
Wow, just love this piece. Combined with that image, it's just perfect.
ReplyDeletewonderful imagery!
ReplyDeleteexquisite imagery!
ReplyDeleteThat picture is haunting. I took away a bit of sadness in this poem, Heaven. As always, thank you!
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