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Elizabeth Cor
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since 2000-10-13
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Over the river and through the woods

0 posted 2000-11-09 10:56 AM


More of a necessary gush of feelings than a poem, but I felt the need to share.
Thank you to everyone at Passions whom make even the smallest catharsis a possibility for so many people,
Beth.

4:36 am: liquid thoughts in stale water.
I am intrigued.
Glazed with some strange new excitement (that I can expose inside myself and gaze towards),
I crawl into bed with cold hands,
bewitched to giddy with the grasp of the refreshing grounds of this discovery.
I am released into pleasure: giddy, also, from the long, descending sigh of relief.
Overlaid with wonder for your surprises in tiny corners;
it is
for once
not profundity, not need, not hope…
This is lighter than anything I could propose:
Levitation granted by the remission of expectancies.
I am christened with the glitter fandango of promise.
But I am balled into the thick quilted covers of repose, because I have not anything
to invent about this. Each quick unfolding is precious because the expulsion was unanticipated.
I am walking carelessly, shocked at the pull of each ledge.
and delighted by your transferred buoyancy.
Here, my steps circle, bewildered by questioning.
And it's fun. Thinking.
This is so easy,
talking,
with you, my atmosphere.
Something so very little.
Maybe it's been this long since I've had
a friend I could trust
or someone I liked
but felt no obligation to.
I don't worry
because air is Nothing.
Oh, see? Even the mention is more than it seems.

But

I have paused to feed you,
feeling flirting eventually drew you into my intentions
(which are just beginning, and were not, at first, intended).
And if I announce innocence, it is because
you’ve changed me to predator
with rabbit implications,
hurried jumps of double-meanings…
quiet, soft confessions of the value of our conversations.
I feel I’ve drawn the line
of fooling and pushed you over;
disaster blooming with my suggestions.
No, I do not want to play,
I want to rot and fatten,
I want to write until I spill out perfect slander built to fathom and amaze.
I’ve thrown rocks into your glass houses,
and I’m still unsure of what I’ve destroyed.
I want to hear that I am beautiful and intelligent
and not by one whom cannot keep up with my randoms.
But you have the possibility of understanding…
which is everything I’ve ever wanted.
Besides, you saw through my first front,
what nonexertion do you need for my backward ode?
Maybe I leave too many clues,
or maybe it’s in your nature, but I won’t condemn you:
I knew the consciousness of the fun-house before I crossed any threshold.
Just realize I’m scared because I might be staring back
at a million of my own reflections (wasn’t the charm of it our similarities anyway?)
And love is the but the discovery of ourselves in each other,
and delight in the recognition.
But if I said love, we’d both laugh
Because instinct is LESS than Nothing.
I came to thank you, for secondary fondness; emotional nonbeing.
I'm not even fixated,
Oh, see? Even the mention is more than it seems.
It's less, and I adore that. I do. How extraordinary.


P.S. Sorry I’ve been scarce lately, things have been hectic…



[This message has been edited by Elizabeth Cor (edited 11-09-2000).]

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serenity blaze
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since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738

1 posted 2000-11-09 11:55 AM


My heart raced to keep up with pace of thought dissecting feeling here...It always is such a surprise, isn't it? I loved the meandering of discovery to doubt to self doubt---You write how I think--except that you write BETTER...lol  Glad to hear from you again!!!
Elizabeth Cor
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since 2000-10-13
Posts 879
Over the river and through the woods
2 posted 2000-11-09 12:11 PM


Serenity, Thank you so much! But don't start this "my poetry's better than your poetry" stuff or vice versa.
It is always a surprise , wonder if we can eliminate the cause???
Btw, I'm sorry I've been so wrapped up in other matters, I missed you guys! (besides, doreen has been pretty stingy with her stash lately.. lol)

~ Beth, very glad to be back

Poertree
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since 1999-11-05
Posts 1359
UK
3 posted 2000-11-09 01:37 PM


heh ...you can't ferment in here beth without me seeking you out,

(i'm not allowed to crit here - so i'll be good and say what i think instead ...lol...  )

your usual heady mixture of great lines and though provoking comments without quite the structure that makes my conservative ole palate feel comfortable....  

pretty much vintage cor, although perhaps one of the lesser years...lol

P



[This message has been edited by Poertree (edited 11-09-2000).]

Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049
California
4 posted 2000-11-09 02:38 PM


Beth--Your mind holds such an interesting kaleidoscope of colorful thoughts...I enjoyed this look into and around its meandering.
Mark Bohannan
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since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269
In the winds of Cherokee song
5 posted 2000-11-09 02:43 PM


For me to say I merely liked this would be an understatement.  Your wanderings of thought and the intensity in them have a way of taking hold of the intruder and capturing every essence of them.  Wonderfully penned and going in my library for further thought. Don't worry about being limited time as I am in the same boat on that one but life does have to go on now doesn't it.
Seymour Tabin
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Tamarac Fla
6 posted 2000-11-09 03:42 PM


Elizabeth Cor,
You are very literate and an exceptional writer. I enjoyed the piece very much.

Elizabeth Cor
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Posts 879
Over the river and through the woods
7 posted 2000-11-09 05:06 PM


Philip,
think of it as a rant and not worth your interest .
  I know the kind of restraint you must be under to not tear this up into little analytical pieces (although a little critique-esque thought leaked through). But didn't you notice the little advisory I added? "More of a necessary gush of feelings than a poem, but I felt the need to share." You CA guys are so tough!
And I am not fermenting!
Sorry I decided to visit the OTHER forums for once…sheesh. I'll whip up something for you to lacerate later…

Martie, Thank you! Even your replies are ingenious!

Mark, Thank you for such a generous reply! And sometimes it feels as though I'm trying to stuff my whole life into one day  … alas, imagine if the only demands in life were to relax, drink tea, and read poetry. *sigh*

Seymour, Thank you so much! I'm so glad you enjoyed it.

~ Beth

Jamie
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since 2000-06-26
Posts 3168
Blue Heaven
8 posted 2000-11-09 11:05 PM


Thinking is the talking of the soul with itself- Plato, (thanks for sharing yours)

ps- to love is to place our happiness in the happiness of another, (don't know who to credit)


Jamie

Tu ne cede malis, sed contra audentior ito. - Virgil.
"Yield thou not to adversity, but press on the more bravely".


Elizabeth Cor
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since 2000-10-13
Posts 879
Over the river and through the woods
9 posted 2000-11-10 12:23 PM


Jamie, You are so welcome! Thank you for dropping a line .
And the credit goes to G.W. Leibniz.  

~ Beth

S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo
Questa fiamma staria sensa piu scosse.
Ma perciocche giammai di questo fondo
Non torno vivo alcun, s'i'odo il vero
Sensa tema d'infamia ti rispondo


Robert Joseph
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since 2000-10-07
Posts 491
South Carolina
10 posted 2000-11-10 10:26 AM


And love is the but the discovery of ourselves in each other,
and delight in the recognition.

Beth, regardless of the motivation...but simply allowing the heart&soul to take in your words, I'd say I've been made richer from it. The lines quoted above are worth lengthy pondering on their own.


Robert Joseph



Christopher
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Purgatorial Incarceration
11 posted 2000-11-10 10:32 AM


hmmm - mes oui - ces't bon, ces't tres, TRES bon! magnifique!

C  

[This message has been edited by Christopher (edited 11-10-2000).]

Elizabeth Cor
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since 2000-10-13
Posts 879
Over the river and through the woods
12 posted 2000-11-11 04:56 AM


Robert Jospeh,
"I'd say I've been made richer from it" ... Goodness, thank you! How on earth can I reply to something like this??? Thank you for your time, observations, and generosity!

Chris, Ahh there you are.

"mes oui - ces't bon, ces't tres, TRES bon! magnifique!", eh?

Sí!  sí!
(Ce n'était pas trop évident, était il?)

~Beth

p.s. Preemptive apology to anyone who speaks French -- my grammar is atrocious.

[This message has been edited by Elizabeth Cor (edited 11-11-2000).]

brian madden
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since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374
ireland
13 posted 2000-11-12 05:45 AM


WOW this one just danced across the screen and in this early morning (ok it is 10.35 am)
slapped me awake.. what I mean to say is excellent poem Beth, breathtaking piece.  

"an afixiation a fix on anything the line of life the limb of a tree
the hands of he and the promise that s/he is blessed among women".
Patti Smith

tracie66
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since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713
Australia
14 posted 2000-11-12 06:16 AM


Beth~
Most wonderful write   very delightful to read.
Enjoyed
Tracie~


Love is the life of the soul...
It is the harmony of the universe



Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354
Listening to every heart
15 posted 2000-11-12 09:50 AM


Elizabeth, the glitter is giddy...and I esp. enjoyed this:

quote:
Just realize I’m scared because I might be staring back
                 at a million of my own reflections (wasn’t the charm of it our similarities
                 anyway?)


so hurry back with more, we cannot continue to party without you...


Karilea
If I whisper, will you listen?...
I would rather be silent and write, then speak loudly and be bound.
KRJ



Dr.Moose1
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since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448
Bewilderment , USA
16 posted 2000-11-12 07:38 PM


Elizabeth ,
Quite a view to the wide open spaces we carry around in our heads , and also quite a write . Very much enjoyed .
Doc

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