Saturday, April 2, 2016

Bells and Smells




The Morgue File
Jose Spena





i sat in my anger
its pool
heavy behind eyes
that had seen too many days
of kneel now and beat the heart

better to know my own heart
feel it beat along with someone else's
as i dance in the shadows

better to lick the rain off the window sill
and touch the joy of bees
as they dance drunkenly in the sun
of their days

i have closed this door of guilt
at leasr for now
its abyss, an endless pull
of sin and redemption.



copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2016

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24 comments:

  1. Yay! for closing that door, Yay! for articulating the pool/chasm behind it so well. I love the images of freedom you give.

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  2. "better to lick the rain off the window sill
    and touch the joy of bees
    as they dance drunkenly in the sun
    of their days"

    Goodness!! I love this...what a powerful poem, Audrey. ♥

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    1. Hi Hannah--thank you--I am hoping that i keep dancing with the bees

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  3. Some indelible lines in this ... the final stanza tugs at those matters of the human heart that define us all. Poignant and powerful.

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    1. The last stanza was hard to write--but I felt its truth tug at me

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  4. Licking the rain off the window sill feels like the pivotal moment - and such a vivid image - sometimes it takes the outside world to reach in and pull us out of our thoughts..give us water, air, a little spark of fire to try to begin to move

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  5. I like how you made us closer to simple life with your imagery! Powerful poem!

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  6. I guess there is only so much we can do, and guilt is a useless emotion after all. I think it's important that we take time out for joy in simple things.

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  7. Oh, wow, this is stunning! So much depth and authenticity here.

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  8. Oh, wow, this is stunning! So much depth and authenticity here.

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  9. Love, love, love how you dance with imagery, the way your words let me taste the speaker's feelings... So glad that door is no longer open. It's too difficult to fly into the sun half-dazed by the joys of Nature, while we are closed in... or out.

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  10. I think the door of guilt is a good one to shut and open the window allowing fresh air in..touch the joy of bees a sense of real freedom after licking the rain

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  11. better to know my own heart
    feel it beat along with someone else's
    as i dance in the shadows

    I absolutely adore these lines..!

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  12. I was immediately touched by this poem, it's very human content. I like the way you carry a slight echo from one stanza to the next which leads the reader on.

    Many thanks for your kind comment on your reading of my poem. It means a lot to me to know how the poem made you feel.

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  13. love the awesome imagery throughout the poem..."touch the joy of bees
    as they dance drunkenly in the sun / of their days" my favorite lines....

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  14. i have closed this door of guilt
    its abyss, an endless pull
    of sin and redemption

    That's right Audrey! Take a firm stand. One shouldn't be bogged down by guilt feelings. Not bothered by sins or redemption anymore. Great ending!

    Hank

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  15. This is beautiful. There are so many things better than dwelling in guilt.

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  16. "better to know my own heart"---I like that, but do we ever get there? For me, it's a long process of knowing that has actually no end... but along the way we realize new things...things like we never have loved & cared much today than the last. Lovely, Audrey! :)

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  17. Oh Audrey this is a stunning poem...that last line really resonates with me. Poignant and beautiful!!

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  18. Knowing our own heart and closing the door of guilt is so important for growth and healing...really loved this! I think I have been there recently.....

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  19. I'm not dirty-minded or anything, but your poem makes me think of sex with its sensual undertones. the dance, the lick, the bees...all align with sex. Interesting and beautiful.

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  20. Release yourself and fill your life. I like this atmosphere of your poem.

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