Susan Macdowell Eakins "Portrait of Mary
& Elizabeth Macdowell" (detail) 1879
& Elizabeth Macdowell" (detail) 1879
Song without words
We sit together
side by side
while evening thickens
around us
Let the toil
of the day
flow out of us
with gladness
flow out of us
with gladness
And the edges
of what we believe
to be
soften and drift
All this you know
Without I speak
We sit together
side by side
I gaze at
your industry
You, the indigo
that bleeds the dark
The hush
that summons sleep
The yolk opening
in the silver cup of night
The carded nap
before the fulling
All this you know
Without I speak
11 comments:
This has a strong feeling of Picasso in words to me...love all the strong images, especially this one,
"The yolk opening
in the silver cup of night"
Excellent!
Being able to be comfortable with someone in silence is a marvelous thing.
wow...so interesting system of imaging...'Let the toil
of the day
flow out of us
with gladness'
or 'And the edges
of what we believe
to be
soften and drift'
love your poem
WOW! I love this! We picked the same picture and I added action while you immortalized the wind down and love. Gosh. Please visit mine.
One word to describe your poetry ~~ exquisite.
Very lovely, especially "you, the indigo that bleeds the dark" and "the carded nap before the fulling".
You, the indigo
that bleeds the dark
And the stanzas following are stupendous - beautiful imagery and imagination.
the indigo that bleeds in the dark, the hush that summons sleep ~ love this share ~
The yolk opening in the silver cup of night...such a beautiful line. Comfortable in silence with someone is such a blessing.
there is something to be said for "sitting side-by-side" in our fast paced generation... nice capture
amazing!
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