05-23-2017, 08:11 PM
without the info, i thought it was the mountain coming back to life. i found the poem hard to get to grips with. too hard to be able to do a full and warranted piece of feedback on. it feels original, i feel i should be able to grasp it but i'm really struggling. for me it needs to be tied togther with a few more clear images. hopefully someone else can give you better feedback. welcome to the site.
(05-23-2017, 11:57 AM)thegaslights Wrote: When I carried you I felt like a mountain;
immovable skin on my belly, hot
radiating out from a center
mangled star, proving daily
my body and perception
were changed.
I studied the violence to steel
for each tremor’s eruption,
but it was a lazy birth, and rebirth,
primary succession by countless ordinary cuts.
Then there you were: yawning screaming
Holy flesh laid in my arms for
a lifetime of tender reflection.
Now, that lifetime has days,
with thoughts of teaching
that which I do not
yet know. My soft center shakes
and turns to mountain’s ash; before
your round eyes, how could I imagine
myself a mountain? You sing of,
and belong to, lush villages
populated with long futures,
and an indelible ingestible past.
I stand to shape the ash,
clod on, lovingly
planting seeds.
