»
Archives
»
Open Poetry #42
»
a glance of chance discovery
| Open Poetry #42 |
|
a glance of chance discovery |
|
|
serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
|
I love salvation when it's smart a glance of chance discovery pips on ivories of lapse blue like notes of happiness between the flat of the obscene: black notes bein' bad ass black-- OH~ I love salvation, YES when it is...so sweetly smart. I love salvation when it's art... a backhand of a memory dancing in the dark leaning on the black ties of deluxe-- wrinkled in a memory of three ways to be alone... and a part of everything! |
||
| © Copyright 2008 serenity blaze - All Rights Reserved | |||
|
OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
I love really expensive, dark, rich fruit cake, very moist and brimming full of cherries and walnuts and citrus rind and sultanas and raisins and whatever else can be put into really expensive dark rich fruit cake. When I take a bite (if nobody is looking - and sometimes if people are, especially if it is my family), I close my eyes and my ears and I taste every morsel long after I have swallowed that bite. Then I anticipate the next bite, and long after the last bite, I float on the euphoria of the experience. I do the same with mushrooms, particularly if fried and with nothing else - just pure, pure mushrooms. I do the same when I read your poetry Karen. I also find it amazing that often on the first reading of one of your poems, that I am carried along by the pleasure of the sound and the mood without understanding much of it at all. On the second reading, I pick up more of what I believe it means, and so on and (depending on the poem and how awake I am that day) about the seventh reading, I don't pick up any more than the previous time. I am probably often wrong about my interpretations of many of your poems as a whole and of all or most of the details, but never do I not love it to bits. Always there is that richness of texture and depth and multiple levels and brilliance and sensitivity and excellence and that I-wish-I-was-still-an-English-teacher feeling because I would LOVE to read the poem to the class and have all of us dive into it and swim through each current in it, and pick up multiple treasures - and after we have spent ages on it, have it read to me by a pupil who really connected with the poem. I have only got to about my third reading of this so far, but what I think (one of the things) you are saying is that you love happy endings when they are not saccharine, but real and sound and uplifting and excellently satisfying and fitting in with a universal plan. I very especially connected to your three ways of being alone. Bravo (again)! - Owl |
||
|
XOx Uriah xOX Senior Member
since 2006-02-11
Posts 1403Virginia |
:  : because |
||
|
Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
"three ways to be alone... and a part of everything!" an art in itself!  I love you madly"too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
||
|
secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
I am especially fond of the lines: "blue like notes of happiness between the flat of the obscene" AND: "I love salvation when it's art"... applause!! |
||
|
Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Darling? What our Owl said... and then quadriplicate it by the millions...  When you're spillin' you're drillin'... |
||
|
XGarapanX Senior Member
since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435Antarctica |
Nothing to add except... awesome! ·´~`·»Garapan«·´~`· |
||
Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Yup yup, asked my question in yahoo  and those lines were a poem in themselves. Three ways to be alone - you do rock you know that right? |
||
|
|
⇧ top of page ⇧ |
|
| All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. | ||
