Tuesday, August 28, 2012

The Wait

Johnson Matthey : Platinum Today's image library
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This piece was written between a diagnosis and a death.  For my friend.

in abeyance
in patterns
upon changes
without control
all asking
for an easing
for comfort
for more life
for death
sometimes for both

a white curtain
and as the wind whips by
it presses cloth
into eyes
into navel
into the crevice between legs
the gauze
a shroud
on a summer’s day

copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2012

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Sunday, August 26, 2012

Time's Loom

i sit at the loom of time’s dense fields
and push the shuttle of decision through threads
blinked crimson and yellow
by the ephemeral guard of my identity

so very slowly
cloth forms
unexpectedly long
this time

like a patch
left undarned
threads fraying
in chaotic discord

i pick up the tiniest threads
and link them together
in a small
secure sliding
a reweaving
and I notice
that edges have smoothed
their sheen visible

it has been four years since
my youngest left for college
people tell me she is now launched
that i have achieved something

i had expected months maybe
a whittling of time
with intensity
a brittleness

last night i awoke
from a dream
the red and yellow complement and surround
each holding the other in space
in time
and i realized the cloth
is almost whole now
almost done

copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2012

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Sunday, August 19, 2012

Pensieve of Lies

le chimigramme, pierre cordier, 2007
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an odd kind of tension binds lip to cheek
in the war of love’s words
tumbling over themselves in the dark

I feel the tension grow as I wonder
about the whys of emotive context construed
within a map uncharted
even in the abyss of unknowing

and I am not sure why I wander from room to room
pulling at my lip
and wishing my cheek hid better lies

in an odd way it makes me feel better--
the lies find their pocket
safe to slip out
when the telling of them
is most unexpected
at least by me

copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2012
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Tuesday, August 14, 2012

The Liquidity of Verse

Detalle collage mosaicos del interior en uno de los comedores
Fernando Lopez Anido
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fine mist of words
colored by grammatical powdering
settle upon line and space
neither powder nor liquid
a sense of wonderment
aligns its arc with the verve of enlightenment
on the eve of nature’s unseen adventure
lost in the stars of eyes
I stand with the whispers
of promise at my back
and the shine of penciled mist
before me

copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2012 

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