the sudden implosions of her chest
when she would stand out in the rain
crying into the gloves of silence
her man took off
while talking from the edges of his hands
the color of her cheeks
making shadows of raindrops
gummed to her warm skin
The sky dressed and undressed,
and only the raindrops having disappeared
off her face..
i never do this. i never do this. manik, kick me in the ass if you care to. i would want to. but i read this without the comma or the last and. i like this poem too much to not say so.
ReplyDeleteok. turning around so that you might put your foot where needs be.
(OHGOD! my word verification was darma - dharma! what does that mean to what i have said!!!???!!!))
xo
erin
Crying into the gloves of silence her man took off. WOW. That is one powerful sentence, surrounded by imagery I would like to see on film. My feeble mind can only half get there today. But I am keenly aware of the implosion, having my own chest caved in as it is.
ReplyDeleteThe Valley today was socked in with clouds, but 180 degrees to the south, the hills were bathed in bright sunlight. It was a strange effect and my friend made comment. She pointed up, "Is this your own personal black cloud Annie? Seems it is sunny everywhere else." I said, "But of course it is. It is my melancholy magnetism." I feel the same of your poems. They are magnetic to me like that.
*Snip snip* "crying into the gloves of silence
ReplyDeleteher man took off"
yes...i would agree with WandWords here...these are,if i may say so, the prominent lines of the poem...
winter's here...and you write about raindrops...it makes me miss the rainbows in the sky...
Happy New Year to u sir
~Aindrila
erin,
ReplyDeletei think the machines at work for the word verifications are having more fun than would seem inhumanly possible...the 'and' at the end was about as significant as a full stop..probably that is the sentiment i wanted to convey..thank you for visiting..
Annie,
I know you have been..Your voices(cloudy or sunlit) never fall far from me....it snowed on new years eve at my native place while(here 2000 miles away) i was out buying some liquor and had to wait for a few hours to have them cold enough....perseverance will only get you so much....hope you are good
Aindrila,
You have the habit of a rabbit of a poor magician...You rarely show up ....often unanticipated...But its good to see you every time...I hope you are well...Will catch up on a few things of old....the rainbows miss too....i take that consolation in my stride...take care