Poetry Thursday
This is my contribution to Poetry Thursday this week--it is the only creative writng that I've done in ages. I'm feeling sort of quiet, like I've been erasing who I am and trying to re-draw it, only now, I'm surrounded by rubbery crumbs and the picture's still not turning out right. Everything is forced or awkward or wrong, and if I don't watch out, I'm going to rub a hole in the paper (which I will probably make worse by attemtping to piece back together with spit). I'll eventually figure it out, I suppose.
In The Seams of My Pocket, There is Courage
Fierceness
folded
like eggwhites into a ribbon of batter,
heart among the creases of an origami flamingo,
between the damp handholding of fresh love.
A delicate inhale
as bravery builds
into the sigh of action.
Hurting hands that continue to do the mending.
A pretty house
that keeps out the rain.
In The Seams of My Pocket, There is Courage
Fierceness
folded
like eggwhites into a ribbon of batter,
heart among the creases of an origami flamingo,
between the damp handholding of fresh love.
A delicate inhale
as bravery builds
into the sigh of action.
Hurting hands that continue to do the mending.
A pretty house
that keeps out the rain.
posted by Cate at 9:17 PM
17 Comments:
I can see the house. I love the rain... Part of the reason why is that it makes the house cozier and more comforting and protective feeling.
This is spare and elegant and evocative.
And makes me feel like I talk too damn much! ;-)
I love it when you post your poetry.
Cate, even when you're rubbing yourself out (i know that feeling) you produce beautiful words - this poem is divine - simple, evocative, tactile - i'm going to print this one off to keep
Sx
This is elegant, and maybe you have figured it out?!! Let yourself be.
On another note:
You know there are different kinds of erasers out there. The pink ones stink, but there are some white staedtler ones that really erase without tearing up the paper. I can get you one?
yes great poem and positive
...probably youve written it so that accompanies you wille redrawing yourself? it is just good.
Such a strong piece, Cate. Simple opening, but packed with layers of implication.
Excellent. A really strong poem!
You can re draw yourself as long as you use the same pencil you drew the old cate with. Because I liked her.
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That is wonderful!!
Are you really a bean counter... which I assume is an accountant?
This is very deep. You incorporate many of the old Cate attributes into this poem, so I'm glad to see you're not completely re-drawn.
And yes, don't use the pink erasers, especially the ones connected to the pencil.
Read ya' later!
I read a quote once by Mick Jagger (sorry, maybe not the greatest living philosopher, but...). He said, "It's okay to let yourself go as long as you can get yourself back." You know the self I am talking about. There's a core that in all your letting go, you must recognize and protect. It's strong, and it is truly you. Sometimes you have to rid yourself of some of the weighty extraneous stuff and get down to that core again.
Your poem is rich, with every word beautifully crafted and meaningful. I am anxious to read more.
Wow. Cate, as always your writing has left me a little breathless. thank you.
Nope - you'll still be there.. even if you try and erase it. I have faith that you'll still shine through. Sometimes we just lose perspective for a bit.
I loved the poem.. and I think it said what you wanted it to. At least I got you.
I find that poem wonderful, especially the opening three lines. So spare and tightly drawn. Beautiful.
girlfriend... "rubbing a hole in the paper" was my whole entire existence in my academic life. if my computer monitor was that fragile I would be broke. i just loved reading the way you phrased that. you make me laugh... outloud. like when i am in a card store and people stare at me because i am enjoying the moment WAY too much - all by myself - and i know they are saying "she is all by herself... what the hell is she laughing at?"
just know you make me laugh - the life laugh, the laugh that is a connection between friends. happy thursday my friend!
I am breathless. And trying to sit inside each line...to take a moment to look around and breath it all in.
I appreciate and treasure every single one of the comments that you have left! Thank you--your words help me through my current "identity crisis!" You are all amazingly kind souls!
Pear,
You crack me up! Apparently, Lou has one of those white erasers and he's gonna let me try it out! But thanks for the offer, though! :)
Ascenderrisesabove,
Hi! Thanks for visiting again! Nope, no accountant here. Had a shrink (and I say that because he really did try to shrink my spirit) give me one piece of good advice about using a bean counting system to figure out where I stood on things like relationships where the issues weren't basic black and white. Hence, bean counter. It sort of stuck!
Rebekah,
See, I KNEW Mick was a wise man! Your words were even more beautiful than his though--love the idea of tossing off the extraneous stuff. That's exactly what I need to do!
Melba,
Thank you for visiting and for commenting! I enjoy your site, too!
JoJo,
I love card stores, too! I could spend hours entertaining myself, esp. in the Shoebox section! You make me laugh, too--so comforting to me to know that we share some quirky, fun traits! As always, thank you for your kind, kind words! xo
Lovely turns and sharp consistant but surprising images. You make it look like it should be easy to write that well.
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