Change Box

wooden box

shoe sized box

tannin oiled, golden hued 

hand rubbed box its

sharp edges worn smooth

time and events 

oils and pheromones preside over the

opening

honeycombed interlacings

all in nothing left

dripping

wet

tannin oiled, golden hewed

chiseled

never opened 

it seems all those changes

flux identity in a

wooden box.

9/02/2017

E.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Moonie]

I could have pictured it quite well, even without the image ;)) .... Interesting how you describe and pay more attention to the box, never giving any details about the contents. Proves how even mundane objects can serve as artistic fodder! Nicely penned!

[Einstein Noodle]

yes...very astute of you my Moon friend! this was a projsect from a class i took that asked us to pick an object and use it to say what we wanted to say ...no matter the theme ... and i left it empty for a reason ... as well as unopened ...two hidden but important things in this one ..love having you back ... its spring time here in the Ozark Mountains ;)
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[FGFRANKLIN]

Please just keep Pandora away from the thing, we've got enough trouble. ;) I don't know that "change" is always "good" but I believe it is inevitable. I like the looks of the old box, a relic or an heirloom, perhaps. Your sensual write about its features almost gave it a personality of its own. I enjoyed the read.

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks always Sir FG! i am happy you found the subtleties in such a light .... i agree about changes .. not always good but always on-going. we keep some of the best .. some of the worst .. maybe all of them captive in that box, don't we!?
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ps. not here much my friend but am feeling the pull to spend more time .. my inspiration box is empty and dry ... bout ready to give it a go. love and peace
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[Kathy Van Kurin]

'Change Box'
Einstein Noodle,
All I could think in reading this is life happens. It's real, it's real. Then one day the memories come back. Life lives on. Now I have just a few 'things' to show I lived up to now. Funny how that is. You made this point so well!
Blessings,
Kathy

[Einstein Noodle]

i'm blessed you took time to find this, Kathy!! super appreciate that .. yes ... life happens and shapes us doesn't it .. and everything .. every choice molds us .. even tho we sometimes try to forget ... like you say .. not around much these days ... i guess the inspiration is giving me a rest ;) again .. i am very grateful for your visit
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[redalia]

the form of your poem is wonderful. the beginning without any spaces gives the illusion of speed and the pause sets the reader up for the heaviness of "death", even though it's not the first time death is mentioned.
i can see the box so clearly thanks to your descriptions and everything about it is so beautiful and a little bit mysterious at the same time!
enjoyed reading very much!

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you for your sensitive and thorough reading redalia ..much appreciate the time you take ..blessings always :)
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[Fabian G. Franklin]

What a wonderful box full of life and events and the living of both. If there be a Pandora to open memory perhaps the same shall find hope at the bottom once again. A great write my friend. I enjoyed.

[Einstein Noodle]

yes! it is a wonderful life isn't it sir!! so happy you enjoyed .. love your impressions
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[lightsong]

I think about Pandora's Box too, a box that it seems normal and ordinary for some, but for others like You, if You look closely enough, take Your time reading, grasping each important detail, how its it's done with fine sense and taste, it's a magical box, telling stories of ancient times, I believe this one to be special to You because I've seen through Your photos that You love wooden arts : )

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahaha yes..i am having a lot of fun re-purposing scraps of trees scavenged from the woods around us ... it is special ...its about ones life ...so many things to keep there eh!? yes, magical...i think so .. like you Light ;)
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[lightsong]

Hhha! Yes I can be magical sometimes :)

[Karen Redburn]

The description of the box is phenomenal. If a metaphor to life, I would say it is a sad beauty sitting on a shelf, and a dreadful shame. If it is a possibility, then let it open and pour forth its hidden treasures, perhaps its beauty would increase, if that is possible based on the already perfect beauty you describe in this poem. Anyway, loved the read, cheers, my friend!

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks Karen...for your perceptive, sensitive review ... I especially appreciate how you see several possibilities ..all spot on .. thank you so much!
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[Muse]

I'd like to think of it as Pandora's Box. Or a box that cures like a fine wine over time. But with time curiosity never changes. Leather will always smell like leather...I liked your use of wet. It made me think of skin pores, with all this oil seeping out from the Hyde. Turning itself into a tacky kind of leather. Maybe I have a thing for leather. Which I think you've already discovered. Remember those leather gloves?

Inhale...

Love it!

[Einstein Noodle]

ahhh yes...the moment you said "leather" i smelled it ... in the 60s i worked in a small leather shop in Taos, NM ..still have my tools ... we are kindred in the appreciation of it... and thank you so much for reviewing this ... love your take on it ... top o' the mahrnin' to ya!
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[Neville]

Ch, ch, ch, ch changes, time may change me but I can't trace time
Strange fascination bla di bla di bla.
What a deeply mysterious write we have crafted here and one to puzzle over and over maybe. I liked it a lot too.....N

[Einstein Noodle]

great song...should have thought of that one right away ...thanks Neville ... i am gratified it has inspired you to ponder a bit ... thank you for your encouraging review ... love and peace
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[Neville]

I gotta whole lotta boxes, there is just sumfink about em, don'tcha fink?

[Einstein Noodle]

yup! true dat! ;)