Joan Miró, Woman and birds in the night, 1974
the voice at the fountain is not helpless
but hopelessly uncomplicated
like a toy silver bell
and its ring is not unfamiliar, but a vision
that sings like a daffodil, or better yet, a kiss
that evaporates from the dark corner of an eyelid
like a chariot racing over a forgotten rainbow
there is a sin at the end of it, i’m certain,
a vice the length of a shoelace, the breadth
of a habit that scratches our itchy feet
while we’re half-drunk with sleep
{our eyes are a windowless portrait
of a soul that’s cursed with the scent
of its own shadow}
the sweet stain of abandon that lingers
on the cleft of every chin
no larger than an egg drop
great gig that kicks and jives
at the granite fountain of ancestral noise
ensemble of dark soldiers
acid-dipped constellations
deep carnal stars
on a fabled night pregnant with
possible inversions
like a planter that’s tipped and
unfurled its contents on a
half-sunk moon
{if the earth was inside out,
we’d all beam like mirrors
on the surface of the sun}
i seek without patience
i toil without understanding
i toll the bell at the soiled fountain
with the greediest of tongues
i search for a blood much greater than wine
and find it passing between my
own two lips
{all that is human is sacred
all that is holy is also unholy
everything else is dogma}
you.
are.
scary
Good.
i mean, dont you ever just write something
mediocre
and live with it?
or is your pen
always
Blessed?
thank you. your work always makes my day.
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Wow. Your wonderful words have me grinning from ear to ear. Thank you for making my day! 🙂
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Deeply delving
… with no aversion
Visionary Insurgency
of planetary inversion
upon spiralling dimensions
This Rings of Neptune artistry 😎
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your Neptune flares have
flattered my ears, as a
connecting wire casts
the eye of a shadow in
the most improbable direction
through the sediment in a fountain
of visionary reflections 🙂
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I’m over the moon’s of Jupiter
with refracted light years of joy 🙏
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Oh wow! Beautiful words and visual!👌👌❤
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Thank you very much! 🙂
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This was fantastic, I felt like I was at a beat poetry sit-in or something, just great!
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Thank you so much! I’m glad you enjoyed the experience…and that it transported you somewhere definitively cool. 😎
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Wonderful use of imagery. I remember seeing some of Miro’s work in Barcelona and being very impressed 🙂
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Oh yes, his work is awesome. And to see it up close and personal is an extraordinary experience. Thank you for the comment! I’m glad you enjoyed the poem 🙂
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The language and the cadence of this were hypnotic. We (Kindra and Christine) would love it if you considered submitting a Featured post for Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen.
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Sure. And thank you for the invite. Maybe sometime in the next few weeks?
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We look forward to it!
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Great. Thanks again!
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