Thank you Jim for the prompt "thinking."
This poem was in part inspired by the brilliant screenwriter Charlie Kaufman and borrows imagery from the film Being John Malkovich.
Coracole
quills
brush against
the soft body
of the tenant
who makes herself
small for your inquiry.
one day
all the whys
fall out of their follicles
you notice
that you relish the pauses
even more than listening.
Arriving naked and wet
fully out of your mind
on a terraced median
of the NJ turnpike
sniffing for truffles
in native grasses.
19 comments:
wow. really intriguing images -- I recognize the movie in there, but I like how you've pulled this all together.
I'm unfamiliar with the movie. Your words are lovely in their phrasing and imagery.
This one was full of mystery. Great words, and they flowed beautifully.
That was wonderful. Fascinating and beautiful and full of mystery. There is magic on that median!
I haven't seen the movie, either...but your words were incredibly visual. Lovely read.
Very magical feel to it..
that thin line
"You notice that you relish the pauses even more than the listening." Lovely.
Lovely read.. The words paint vivid pictures that charm the readers..
I never saw the movie, but I'm reminded of Sandy's stories of turtles, trying to cross the road to go from brook to pond or pond to brook...
Lovely images.
Another inspiring piece. I love the softness of your interpretations.
LJS
These images fascinate me.Just had to say it again.
i do know the fully out of my mind part very very well. *shrug* it is god to travel.
i havent seen the movie, but ur words paint a picture in itself! :)
That movie is so inspiring as is your poem. I especially liked the second stanza. Thanks for sharing~
Lovely image and words
I don't know that movie, either, but I do love the images you created.
I saw the movie and thought it was a bit weird, your poem does have that oddness but it has just the right imaginary, I especially like the second part, I enjoy reading this
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Gabrielle, sorry it has taken an age for me to get here. I just worked out that you are someone other than I thought (speaking of thinking). I think I'm a fox, by the way.
This is a striking poem. Though brief and concise, it is vivid and memorable.
Kat
I'm always sniffing for truffles. ;)
I was trying to explain that movie to Deano the other day. Just not possible, we'll have to rent it once we get settles (we're going to try Netflix, we heard you are enjoying it).
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