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The Rapunzel Syndrome
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The Rapunzel Syndrome |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631
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 your love is lampblack and blue ash, luminescent, nascent, a geography of gypsum and hooves, your kisses leave residue and tastes of cerulean sand, a sugar blue song quivering in the veins, your love is a poem, and tells the story of a girl who once while steeping tea, spilled honey on a book and discovered you. in the end, every poem is a cautionary tale steeped in honey, and so the girl leaned near the window with violet light falling like pearls, like rain, and wrote a poem called: Crepuscule, to this day the vowels contain the dusty sibilance of your name on her tongue, today the sky is thick with whining blue jays. how odd to never hold the heft of you, knowing already your absence, like echo and snow, but to dwell on this is to sink into a subterranean landscape of crows and cusses. permit me the traffic of a broken heart. the blue slate of this day stains my dress but the rain's veneer is beautiful, and contains the language of lost causes, like rain that skims my spine, while rivulets write your words upon my bodice: "J'ai tant rêvé de toi que tu perds ta réalité." there are rivers that spin rain into constellations, there are cicadas that decay into lace, indian burns from girls in third grade, you're less lovely in the light but lovlier than last night, listen to the fricative sigh of fingers through tresses, over peaches that glow like vines in a tower of stone, who knows how it's done, see you there glistening in your goddam indecision, baby, this is how it's got to be. here. hold this. feel this. upon the shoulder where the cicatrix of a small pox shot identifies. blue skin. blue sky. to think, one shouldn't don black in summer... a mere conjuring trick, into which I shrink my spine, some nights are as black as belladonna, the darkness I gather in my mouth stings, an aria, rosewater, tympanic bone, a quieter poem, a bronze song, something undone, saliva, a crushed butterfly, its blood on a lightbulb, the vermillion and solitary luminary shimmies and singes the feathers of the aviary, how do bodies turn into song? On Sundays I wear yellow, while violets leak from my eyes, for every fairy tale is tinged with soot, your love is cuttlebone, sugar cube, it's a fiction. a glass of milk, an eager sugar it revolts my love into baudelaire's concubine, a mere diary tax, a way of happening. a mouth, a drowsy landscape filled with peach trees. a song. an urn. an ashcan, a glass spittoon. a broken arm, the elegance of the letter f, birdsong is lament. say smear, rain, tears in the eye of a cockatoo, or a torniquet, depending on the night's narrative, say wet, writhe, hydrangea, the despair of trees in February, the air has the consitency of indium. say death. say breathe. I am lonely, you concede, the myth of it is inescapable, for I am always burying something: cardinals with shattered wings, orange peels, the scent of my dress as it dries on the windowsill, your love is lampblack and red ash, a hieroglyph I've swallowed whole, and so now I am two parts water to one part salt, on Sundays, each granule begs a lesser atom in my soul and indulges all its hollow muscularity in hyperbole: and so our love is ash. at last.  |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
"On Sundays I wear yellow, while violets leak from my eyes, for every fairy tale is tinged with soot,.." Pablo, is that you? |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
"the blue slate of this day stains my dress but the rain's veneer is beautiful, and contains the language of lost causes," I picked these three lines out of this poem, but I should have reposted the whole poem here, because it is so jam-packed with life and death and sorrow and . . . so many emotions it is staggering to try to sort them all out. I have read this soliloquy twice and will save it to come back to, probably tomorrow and in days to come. Stunning piece of work . . . ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
Ice~ hardly...and now you are just making me +blush+. Thanks for putting up with this one.... |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
Mr. Pat~ thank you for the great review...and like ice...for your patience in sitting through this one. It's certainly a dark murky mess of emotions...with hardly any rhyme or reason to it...more of an assault than a poem...so your forbearance is much appreciated. |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Your writing is lovely without a doubt and in this piece you had me down to "who knows how it's done,...". Reading you is a pleasure, though. j. |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
J~ Thank you for the kind review. |
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Alison 
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
You are so good. I just read and savor each word, feel each color and savor each image. Positively stupendous. That's all I have to say about that. xoxoxo A |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Bel1e, I was completely taken by this one. I’ve read much of your poetry, many incredible pieces, and this is as memorable as any of it. quote: Amazing write, girl. Michael |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Belle, this is way, way, way beyond your usual standard of superb, excellent, magnificent, rich, sensitive explosions of poetic perfection! I know how you speak of your work, but for my part, I like to pause greedily on every tiny element of your art to let it diffuse into my being very slowly to savour its full impact. I don't always reply, partly because of time, and partly because I can't come up with a worthy response, but I couldn't stay silent on this one. Owl |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
Alison....thank you so much...so pleased you enjoyed it. |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
Michael...thank you for the great review. Xoxo |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
Owl, Thank you. I appreciate the time you take to read my lunacy! You are an inspiration to me...and so much praise coming from someone as wise and grounded in thought and emotion as you are, means the world to me. Thank you! |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Oh, wow! I am an inspiration to YOU? Wow! And "wise and grounded in thought and emotion" Wow! (Just for the record, I do know other words besides "wow", but I am SOOOOOO basking in "wise and grounded in thought and emotion" that I can't think of any of them, right now!) "Lunacy?" Call it what you like, as long as you bring it on! Owl |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
::::giant smile:::::: Have a blessed 2012, dear Owl! |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Happy I made you smile, especially a giant one! Happy 2012 to you, too, Belle. Smiling a giant smile too. Owl |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Astoundingly beautiful as only you can do! hugs Lori |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
Owl: xoxo |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
Thanks so much, Lori |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
“and so now I am two parts water to one part salt, on Sundays, each granule begs a lesser atom in my soul and indulges all its hollow muscularity in hyperbole: and so our love is ash. at last.” Whew… very colorfully express throughout. The last stanza, perfect close, inevitability waited-on and expected, and a relief it was finally acceptable, and realized. Very impressive write, B.G. JL  Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
Niiice Alright...that's it. I'm throwing the pen away.  |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
JL~ thanks for taking the ride! So happy you are pleased with it! XOXO |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
Nicole~ you better not! LOL...Thank you for the support and encouragement! XOXO |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
Bravo! intense vivid imagery, well penned! Love is the life of the soul... |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
Thanks for checking this out, Tracie. |
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