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  • Some things we'll never know ...

    I know something NEEDS to be there.
    Objective basis for anything is its proof:
    The universe we use to language things
    is dual in how it moves within,
    Us who expect the perfect experience
    wrapped up in drama and fables,
    and the darkest of ignorance as the stars
    twinkle in the cold distance unfading.
    And yet they're really fading,--

    That we see many of them at night
    Sewn through orbits in empty space,
    Flattened on the map of our eyes?
    It leaves us mesmerized,
    As we stitch together our own days,
    And expect a perfect happening:
    As we run through silk fields
    Like mist: grabbing at these roots.

    Like a man without a face,
    And in the bone of youth
    Fought over and broken;
    Age with a coaxing grace
    Pulls veils over all the kids.
    We sit in wait in waiting rooms
    Is this what we're
    Supposed to do?
    I think it's living, bone and sinew
    Perched there -- not lost at all.

    I know something NEEDS to be there:
    From a world that doesn't make sense,
    Which is our primal total fantasy,
    Transcribed through fallen fruit inside
    A garden's lap: And we lunge to catch it,
    And then we find the worm there
    FIrst: Snakes insist on moving in,
    And then the jungle's law ...

    You can see the perfect progression,
    Death,
    Breaking into hysterical hyena laughter.
    Last edited by amenOra; 09-16-2018, 04:32 PM.

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    That we see many of them at night
    Sewn through orbits in empty space,
    Flattened on the map of our eyes?
    It leaves us mesmerized,
    As we sew together our own days,
    And expect a perfect happening:
    As we run through silk fields
    Like mist: grabbing at these roots.

    I really liked ‘sewn through orbits in empty space’. This stanza is beautiful but I think you could have used another word than sew again in ‘as we sew together our own days’ as it takes away from the other line where you used it. How about stitch?

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    • amenOra
      amenOra commented
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      Ah, that's a lot better; often I'm split deciding whether to re-use the word, and for whatever reason lately I have just been going with it. But you raise a good point, and yes stitch is perfect, thank you! Carries the metaphor perfectly.

  • #3
    A contemplative soliloquy made in fresh, uncluttered diction. The hints of Eden are well integrated; part of the fabric. Zesta!

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    • amenOra
      amenOra commented
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      Thanks vm. Hope you're well
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