The Eclectic Pen - Earthly Goods


By: Eva L. (wearetrees)   + 37 more  
Date Submitted: 11/3/2008
Last Updated: 11/5/2008
Genre: Literature & Fiction » Poetry
Words: 203
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  Remember when I said,
I want us to be close,
become better friends,
make a mutual vow to love who we are and who we can be
for each other
for another not unlike
ourselves.
And in some inscrutable sentiment
we can hold what we have in our hands
and at the same time
give it away,
back to ourselves,
and not another.
Let it become pre-literate,
possibility only,
promise not deed
a soft power
a filter of recognition.
I want to witness
the cool earth body laid down over
its own aggressive ardor,
or grass.
Let it shine and be seen
from a coiled space outside the bones
between meals
unending even in death,
a psalm for the forest
the forest on fire.
I strike the stick to soothe the skin,
refill the aquifer with honey,
make sense of turgid matter.
How free we can be,
how blithe
to trust the earth and poetry
to deliver us to our inner eye
to behold the curtain parting
the drone of sorrow
the sorrow that ignites on contact
and becomes the mirror
the abyss.
What it comes down to is the life
we lead
in private, through sieves
translated by memory
lugging the bounty with our backs
for the one sweet awakening
attributable to the season,
perhaps,
the silkworm
or the snake.
I was able to see in you
me in you,
my famished smile
a swan dive into another night
where
I become the night.


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Lena S. (SquirrelNutkin) - 11/4/2008 4:09 PM ET
I loved reading this, it left me breathless.
Sophira B. (sophiraness) - 11/5/2008 9:56 AM ET
i agree, Lena
Elaine B. (embchicken) - , - 11/16/2008 6:28 AM ET
beautiful
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