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mirror man
Senior Member

since 2001-01-08

Posts 814

0 posted 2001-01-20 11:40 PM

nothing

He works for the answer
because the last knot of insolence left,
a relief and welcome reminder
of why he could not close again on wholeness.
An indolence that many now end with death,
loving themselves healed by the knowing,
yet he will not ignore or pretend,
is their loving.

Here is a spot of flesh mended by the cut,
an infinite zero, a shut out gray tissue.
Many more before and after too.
But this one, this they felt exactly,
before the time was wrong,
as some hairy beast in the desert
perjures the evening recantation
and sits determinedly at the morning’s vague work,
eats its mass, and disowns death.

Their answers came quick and simple,
as a cut will do.  But not complete,
not proof their god does not exist,
but viewing with payment due.
So, as they concentrate on their gift,
he sings disharmony
and out of time,
a reminder without memory.

Desert and dry bones and corrupted sun
was the cause.
But not love.

Nothing loses its greatness,
Nothing once said, but here is peace.
This long, empty plane is lit with steps,
and they are right to say
it gives all disconnections
pertaining to them.
They will reassemble the chaotic inside
and secure it with nails.
As birds fly distant from the thing,
they will not ignore the nothing,
but erase it,
creating the touching all,
all them.

Nothing could be more anathema to nothing.
Brush, chisel, camera, pen, string.
All those things to make the thing
to represent what might have been.
Reason, goal, and source in one.
This was nothing.

So he gave nothing,
they took it gladly,
his greatest and continuing success.
His only regret was
all that something
undiscovered in the fabrication:

no art is love.

copyright 2000

[This message has been edited by mirror man (edited 01-20-2001).]

Severn
Member Rara Avis

since 1999-07-17

Posts 7704

1 posted 2001-01-21 03:36 AM

...

(Dots are what I do when I find a poem so good..I can't find the words to express the impact...)

Have some more:

...

K

mirror man
Senior Member

since 2001-01-08

Posts 814

2 posted 2001-01-21 06:08 PM

Thank you very much. I have another, which I've posted (this could be true). However, it may not be what you expect. Enjoy.

bluebrdy65
Member

since 2000-05-16

Posts 276
Gladys,

3 posted 2001-01-22 10:39 PM

Mirror Man
You definetely have me glued
again I must read and again
you intrigue me.
I sit here wishing I could crawl in your brain and figure you out I read your other poem.
YOu are really good
However you make me have to think and wonder
I really like that.
Great Job once again
Jane

mirror man
Senior Member

since 2001-01-08

Posts 814

4 posted 2001-01-23 01:19 AM

bluebrdy65 -- gosh and shucks. Thank you very much. I have only a few poems posted here at PIP, but if you like my work that much, then you will like "rings" (1/15) and "so they say" (1/16) in the open forum, and "the new via dolorosa" (1/19) posted here. However, I think I should warn you: I am totally sane.

ma miller
Senior Member

since 2000-07-11

Posts 806

5 posted 2001-01-23 11:04 AM

interesting work ... a re-read for sure ...

wandering
Member

since 2001-01-21

Posts 92

6 posted 2001-01-23 08:16 PM

mirror man...your work is good...like it...so much depth

lost in thought, found in words.
wanderer

ThyWizard
Member

since 2000-08-06

Posts 56
Chambersburg, PA, USA

7 posted 2001-01-23 08:44 PM

Wow. i'm sorry, but i can't think of a better way to put... continue writing with such depth and i'll continue to read and be more amazed than before

" Pardon me while i burst into flames, i've done enough of the world, and it's peoples mindless cave, so pardon me, pardon me, i'll never be the same.

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