Monday, August 3, 2009

His last book arrived today, these were my thoughts--poetic??

Odd





For Kurt.





it arrived today


shod in a cardboard box





it felt like a folded-up life





it said “Chapters” in big, black letters


my name


my address, much smaller





it didn’t weigh very much


and yet


like i said


it felt like a folded-up life





odd


that i felt so emotional





there was the brutal finality


of course


but he was just another new yorker i didn’t know


just another dead new yorker i didn’t know





like i said


odd





i paused before i tore open the box


paused and looked out the window:





Springtime


Our equinox just passed


It has excited


The air


Given it life and an


Overwhelming feeling that


Everything again can be


Sane








i smiled, warmed and alive


and opened the small box


brought out the contents from inside


and held it in my hands for the very first time





“this will never happen again,” i thought


looking at the white cover—


black letters, red letters


and a crude and famous drawing—


“never again will i hold his words in my hands


new and fresh like spring; i must treasure this moment….”





i looked out the window again


as evening began to arrive


and smiled gingerly:





Saffron-coloured sky


Out my window


Indigo clouds climbing the horizon


Their darkness


Giving a sense


Of


Eloquence and


Satirical understanding.

His last book arrived today, these were my thoughts--poetic??
This is incredible, just the 'realness' of it, for want of a better word, leaps off the page in a tone of familiar melancholy;





"Paused and looked out the window:





Springtime."





That really hit me, it's something that can't be taught. I loved the use of the word "odd", set on it's own. You've used certain 'techniques', again, for want of a better word, sparingly and to maximum effect here.





If I picked up a book of poetry in a shop and saw this, I would probably buy the book. I might have a quick flick through first, just to make sure it wasn't a red herring!
Reply:and so it goes.. .
Reply:This is a masterpiece. I can't begin to tell you how much I enjoyed it. The structure, the message, the chosen words ...


I suppose the ultimate rave would be to say that I could've happily read more and more.
Reply:It might be just the weather, but this is the third poem in a row that has made me enormously sad.
Reply:automatic pilot, gravity rises to an automatic poet, very good
Reply:Wow, I love it.


Your very talented.


Very nice work:)
Reply:I love this. It's so emotional. Bravo.
Reply:Absolutely beautiful. I was captivated from beginning to end.


Truly a work of art.



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