A Crawling, By Ants Under [ dedicated to RMS ]

A Crawling, By Ants Under

Rendered; And The Scars Of It.

With All Restrictions And Renunciations
Of Years Gone Before Ourselves, It Is
Possible To Speak Of A World Sublime,
While Verging Upon The Most Feverish,
Gasping, Quaquaversal Madness

(That Of An Abandoning, Erebusian
Consciousness, A Mysterious,
Mythical Recognizable)--Continuity Of
Erethismic Upheaval In Psyche--Uttering,

Falling Tangled, Into Pellmellodious,
Melliferous, Synaptic Symmetries,
Alternating In Dissonance Of Such
Introduced Push--Eyes Effusively Absorbing;

They Are Smoldering And Uninhibited,
In A Blazing, Rhythmic Rocking, Engendered
Androgynous, And Oscillatorily There, At
The Eclipse, Out Scene, All Moist, In

Umbilical Blood Singed Recesses,
Panting From Such Interior Painting Of

Another New Theory
Of Intimate Relativity.

© Carol Maric
All Rights Reserved
© 2007 Carol Maric - Being: The Obsession, Continued . . . A Raging Epidemic !

Reviews

[Michael Carr]

It's nice, a bit inconsistant and hard to read at times but the imagery is excellent.

[Pat]

I like stuff that makes me stretch. I've got a half foot thick monster dictionary that has words in it that no human mouth should ever have to form without being drunk. You hit on a mess of them, girl child. This is like a verbal buffet of delightfully rich and gloriously fattening dishes. Yum, yum, eat 'em up. Who gives a rat's that I don't know what some of them mean. I can look them up.

[Wendy G.]

I was accused one time of being wordy for words sake, and I was quite offended-

I like it . . .

Umbilical Blood Singed Recesses
quite an image there

[Daniel Stark]

The title struck me whimsically, so I read it. I found it amusing that when I tried to look up Quaquaversal on one online dictionary to save time, that I had to get a free trial of their elite dictionary to find out. Its not even in my normal dictionary. I guess I need upgrades. I think this poem is very successful for me, it creates very abstract images in my mind every time I read it. I think the use of extra-obscure words and captialization is a purposeful mechanism used by the author to help create the unusual mood. There is also a kind of alliteration/assonance going on with the words, which adds to the feelings it creates. I can understand that not everyone is going to like it, but I like it.

[JP thinks the WC is apt..]

It reads a little bit like a science text book, I must say. You're obviously one hell of a bright spark but on a literary/artistic level it doesn't do a great deal for me. I'm a newspaper journalist and I've never encountered half of the words that you use here and I'm not ashamed to admit that. Your poem has stimulated a great deal of debate and that's a compliment, no matter what anyone thinks of it. I don't understand a comment below: "Words cannot help but be wordy." No, words can't but writers can. There's a Bill Murray movie quote that springs to mind, when he refers to his intellectual psychiatrist: "We're just the ropes on the Goodyear blimp." I felt a little like that.

[May Lee]

The meaning to me is one second illusive and then it makes sense...if that makes sense? However, interpertation is in the eye of the beholder. Maybe I read into it too much, but I got the impression of a soul having two faces; the first and real person pissed off at a circumstance and the person's second face in polite society? I'm probably way off base.
Either way, it was allright and I liked it. My favorite was the first paragraph.

Another New Theory
Of Intimate Relativity.


sounds like the M theory (string theory)

sounds like LIFE!!

[Brandon T. Bisceglia]

I agree with the person below me. Words cannot help but be wordy, and yours are both carefully chosen and aptly arranged

[Jesse Dunstan]

i think the person below me needs to pick up a dictionary and re-read this poem, you've painted a lovely metaphysical painting. i admire the way you use your words.

[Misha London]

this SOUNDS lovely, but when read is quite wordy.