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We learned.

Contributed by ravenrain on Monday, 16th May 2005 @ 09:37:30 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



We learned the decorum of fire,
the flames curious symmetry,
the blue heat at the center of the thighs,
the flickering red of the hips,
and the yellow gold of the breasts
Lit from within
by the lantern in the ribs.

you tear yourself out of me
like a branch that longs to be grafted
onto a fruit tree,
like peach and pear
crossed with each other

We learned that the tearing
could be joining,
that the fires flickering,
could be a kindling
that the old decorum of love-
to die into the poem
leaving the lover lonely with her pen-
was all an ancient lie.

So we banished the evil eye:
-you have to be unhappy to create
you have to let love die before it writes;
you have to lose the joy to have the poem-
for we re-wrote our lives with fire.

See this manuscript covered
with flesh-colored words?
It was written in invisible ink
and held up to our flame


The words darkened on the page
as we sank into each other

We are ink and blood
and all things that make stains.
We turn each other golden as we turn,
browning each other's skin like suns!

Hold me up to the light:
You will see poems.

Hold me in the dark:
You will see light.




Copyright © ravenrain ... [ 2005-05-16 09:37:30]
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Re: We learned. (User Rating: 1 )
by crap_snapper on Monday, 16th May 2005 @ 10:24:42 AM AEST
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Honestly i really liked this poem, i think the end is better than the start but the whole thing is a very good poem.


Re: We learned. (User Rating: 1 )
by Fionndruinne on Wednesday, 25th May 2005 @ 05:57:43 PM AEST
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Amazing imagery, I must say! I cannot single out something I like above the rest, for it all flows together. Truly excellent work here.

Andrew
(admiring)




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