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Severn
Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704


0 posted 2000-10-21 05:09 AM





‘All right.
Mire me.’

The voice you hear…whispers
whispers
     don’t let out
those pathological determinants
for all the good
it would do
…they’ve moulded you
and who’d you be without
that chance-drawn
subjugation? It was only a fortune of
birth.
    
                    …go…

It’s a limerick, a nonsensical slant
a murky cut of world view
take it out
shake
the crisis forms neatly around the clash for release
but safety is the slit you hide in.

pale
            skin untouched under lamplight

that’s pristine
but maybe below the purity
lurks a dirty, dirty child
  
hand in mouth
  shuddered eyes, absorbing
violation.

And
    did
       you
          ever
             ………move?

You never stepped
          past
the ugly perspective.

‘All right.
Mire me.’

Oh you’re safe here.
In the dark light.
But how you crave

       and how you crave
               excoriation.






[This message has been edited by Severn (edited 10-21-2000).]

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monique
Member
since 2000-02-03
Posts 369
Louisiana
1 posted 2000-10-21 09:21 PM


Is it normal to like a poem so much
Like it hits a string in my heart
But not in my understanding

Poertree
Senior Member
since 1999-11-05
Posts 1359
UK
2 posted 2000-10-22 08:48 AM


hi Lady K

i'm now out of time to look at this in any detail - i did like it though despite the rather gloomy abuse theme - which, yes, i did pick up first time round.

also the irony in:

"It was only a fortune of
birth."

caught my attention ...nice touch..

later LK

SP
    
                    

warmhrt
Senior Member
since 1999-12-18
Posts 1563

3 posted 2000-10-22 12:09 PM


I enjoyed this, though I did have to read it more than once, and had to drag out the dictionary to look up "excoriation".

This is one of those abstract poems where the reader often determines the meaning through his/her individual understanding.

What I got out of it was not to deny ill-born, intrinsic characteristics, don't bury them (mire). Environmental factors, like something that happened during childhood, could have influenced them, perhaps even starting the pathological process. They could even have halted them at the stage of emotional development when these factors occurred.

The second stanza puzzles me, except for the  last line, but I think it's saying the person's perspective is shaped by the pathology, and he/she should release it. Instead, the safe path (hiding from it)is chosen.

The final stanza tells of the person hiding from him/herself, and yearning for either exposure of the true self, or a denunciation of the factors that had formed the self.

Am I even close to what you intended as the meaning? Than you for giving my brain quite a work-out. Good poem.
mia


Dark Angel
Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095

4 posted 2000-10-23 07:28 PM


SB, this is a powerfull poem dear.

‘All right.
Mire me.’ ( Is this the speaker, or the one              spoken of?)

Maybe I am wrong, but those first two lines tell me there are 2 here, the speaker and the one spoken of....

Loved the lines ...."It was only a fortune of birth"

" safety is the slit you hide in"

"And
                 did
                    you
                       ever
                          ………move?"  these one word lines stepping down like that gave me the impression that he speaker is mad, or angry or disappointed.

But how you crave

              and how you crave
               excoriation.
Loved the repetition here K

Like I said a powerful poem my Dear

Maree



"If my words could blanket the skies
and fill every corner and crevice of
this earth, still this won't be enough"
"Maree Russo"

Poertree
Senior Member
since 1999-11-05
Posts 1359
UK
5 posted 2000-10-24 06:57 AM


Ok LK

I'll give it a shot though this is not the easiest piece you've posted, nor I regret to say my favourite by any means.

For a start your style of poetry (and this is similar to your usual style) relies to a large degree I think on "music" and form for its effect.   This for me doesn't have quite your usual music, it doesn't sing to me.  I'm sure this is at least partly due to the subject matter which isn't exactly beautiful, but nevertheless phrases like "pathological determinants" came off as decidedly clunky.  I think what's happening here is that you've taken a style of writing which is akin to your usual but both the subject matter and the phraseology seem to me not to fit well with that style.  Possibly it's just me in that my expectations are to rigidly circumscribed by what has gone before.  Anyway I suppose the point I'm trying to make is that maybe this would work better in a more straightforward format.  The italicised bits for instance - are they really necessary?

On the plus side there were some excellent lines and ideas, but again you are perhaps treading quite a well worn path and if you're gonna do that then you desperately need to pull off a new angle.  This is about child abuse, no?  I picked that much up!  Then, as you know, I was a little hazy as to what was happening in the second stanza, though I see Mia is pretty much on the ball.   Basically thought the theme of the poem is something along the lines: "I was an abused child, and that abuse has subsequently shaped my adult behaviour, I feel safe in the "dark light" but deep down I crave a stripping away of what has gone before" .  This is all fine, but hardly that new, i suppose i was looking for something a bit different.  The skin imagery worked well I think and added an interesting slant though.  

Poems about this sort of thing can often fall into the trap of trying to rely on the shock value of the very subject (rather than the expertise of the writing in itself) to try and grab the reader's attention.  I don't think you've done that at all, in fact in some respects maybe the reverse, perhaps part of the problem here is that the subject is very shocking, but it kind of gets lost in the language and the distractions of the form.   Maybe you weren't shooting for a more direct approach, but I really believe that in this case it might work better.

Dunno whether all the above rambling really amounts to much.  Summed up in: some good individual lines but overall effect (given the theme) insufficiently compelling.

there you go LK ..  SP in ogre mode!  

[This message has been edited by Poertree (edited 10-24-2000).]

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