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Natalie
Contributed by
Ina
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Saturday, 3rd July 2004 @ 12:41:52 PM in AEST
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I dreamt about Natalie last night,
and she was dressed like all Natalies are,
in a long black dress, and flip-flop multi-colored hair,
metal chains, and a massive amount of make-up fused into her face.
Natalie was standing in the dark
and inside a circle etched in the ground
like someone ran around her with an upside down chainsaw.
She was playing with a horse’s head
while her boyfriend played
trance music on his tattoos.
I licked my contacts and put them back in my eyes
to see Natalie through the same fog
I see her in my memories,
always loosing weight
with an Achilles passion.
Natalie glanced at me the way children glance at weather maps.
Cold indifference sipped her fleeting look my way.
I told her how tired I was of cliché images in my poetry,
such as:
guitar, lips, cats, eyes, vaginas…
all she echoed in the wet night was
“what fools these mortals be, ”
as she put on the horse’s head like a wig.
In my dream Natalie’s boyfriend was climbing a black stone wall
hunting for witches, or Virginia Wolf,
either way I watched him as he grabbed
onto worms to get to the top.
“What about my poetry?” I asked Natalie who was sending her boyfriend
tiny cross shaped kisses.
“Ahhh,” she turned to me and hissed as her eyes lit up like
broken flashlights,
“There is no new thing under the sun.”
Natalie grabbed her skirt
and started shredding the bottom of it
with a wooden fork.
Her boyfriend leaped, screeching, from the black stone wall,
(which I could see now was actually frozen ashes)
Natalie looked up from her mangled pieces of skirt
and her boyfriend fell into her eye.
His long hair hung limply from her pupil, then disappeared.
Natalie twirled and stepped out of the circle,
looked around with her lips
pressed tightly against her fingers
and said,
“It’s always darkest before the dawn…yes it is”
She wrapped her arms around her head,
her blue curls striking against her wrists.
“How do I write Natalie? And why do I miss you,
your voice, your advice, and even your boyfriend?”
I knelt.
Opposite sides of the circle.
We stood.
Natalie and I.
The circle, now empty, bubbled quietly.
Natalie the Plague climbed the Pandora’s Box,
which flew first class from hell…for her.
“You ought to know Ina the Past Hunter,
you ought to know what is in you head first.
From the sublime to the ridiculous, light the candle and then write,
see better than Freud or Gandhi.
Oxidize your words.
Next time you want,
ACHE!
to write about a guitar or a vagina,
write it silently.
Adios.
Farewell.
All’s well that ends well.”
Natalie left with a look directed at me
that was so abstract
I at once wished I had amnesia.
Why did I dream about Natalie?
Natalie and her ice-cream diets.
Copyright ©
Ina
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Re: Natalie
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by reilt on
Sunday, 4th July 2004 @ 12:33:13 PM AEST
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| a wonderful poem ina...very deep...i loved it as i do all yoiur writes. |
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Re: Natalie
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by Black13 on
Wednesday, 7th July 2004 @ 08:18:25 PM AEST
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Oh wow...
This reminds me of so many things...
This was a darn good write and I will have to thank Jarred for pointing this one out. |
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Re: Natalie
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 7th July 2004 @ 10:34:09 PM AEST
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This is unique and quite an interesting write. I am so glad this piece was brought to my attention.
Rita |
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Re: Natalie
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by Silent-No-More on
Thursday, 8th July 2004 @ 12:58:25 AM AEST
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I've read though this twice already and feel as it I could read it a dozen times more. It is like a good movie or a good book... the more times you return to it, the more that is revealed to you.
A provocative piece indeed! I very much enjoyed this!
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Re: Natalie
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by Ina on
Thursday, 8th July 2004 @ 01:06:34 AM AEST
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| Thank you guys so much. I am actually revising this poem because I am planning to do background metal music to it...like musical poetry. Working on it. Big thanks to Happiness. |
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Re: Natalie
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 8th July 2004 @ 05:39:10 AM AEST
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I would find this a ridiculously outlandish poem, were I not friends with someone of the very same name, whom could very well be the inspiration for this dream work.
Like a surreal calling . . . I may even point it out to her - but she'd only sigh at me, I guess.
“There is no new thing under the sun.”
Eerily resonative . . . and sublime in its strangeness. |
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Re: Natalie
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by Archie on
Thursday, 8th July 2004 @ 05:32:02 PM AEST
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| Wierd and curious. |
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Re: Natalie
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by Cancer on
Sunday, 12th September 2004 @ 12:31:00 AM AEST
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"Natalie looked up from her mangled pieces of skirt
and her boyfriend fell into her eye.
His long hair hung limply from her pupil, then disappeared."
even if i didn't love the whole piece, though i do, i would have left a comment anyway, just to praise those lines. few scrawls actually put pictures in my mind, but i clearly saw this one. ***** amazing doesn't even scratch the surface.
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Re: Natalie
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 5th January 2005 @ 05:02:30 PM AEST
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"“There is no new thing under the sun.”"
Ahh! So that's where I read it. I knew it was from some dark (very dark( recess of my memory.
Read Shadowdaughter's 'Clock-set Profundity at 5:47 AM' for clarification upon this inane-looking comment.
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