Outpouring

"Weeping Woman" by Pablo Picasso, 1937

Outpouring 

crossing my intention with remiss a

damp chill seeks out the marrow .....

bone words                   

lavender, beige,            mint and  

Lebanon cedar

sea salts and

frankincense.

things of Egypt                    things of tombs

like cinder blocked, bare knuckled ......buckled and strapped

scratching behind walls

time swallows hard to keep it down

our eye lashes flutter and ripple the oceans

our skin lays chard in clumps across the floor

flight paths of attempted escapes 

crisscrossed contrails of bloody pulp

orange peeled entrails, 

agent orange burnt eyes 

smells never forgotten

always unspoken.

this weeping

this outpouring

3/22/24

E.

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Tom]

I sense that even the long ago embalmed bodies of the high and mighty of their time who lie within great pyamids no longer rest easy, their souls/spirits in torment at the present atrocities being carried out all around their homelands and futher afield, I sense the ansgt and heartache throughout this wonderfully moving, emotive poetic E. Kudos and may your pen continue to flow ink across parchment and likewise will humans ever truly lay down their arms to stop this terrible violence, yes, 'Picasso's weeping woman' and many other here now and before pray for peace throuhout!!

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you brother ... all i can say is thank you ... so very much .. love and peace
E.

[Vol]

Lorry,
There are times, it seems to me when we enter the darker corners of ourselves... they are not evil places, not even bad ones, but they are warm. This one took me to a place I used to be, and my connection to that time and place is as real now as it is forty years ago...I can smell it. I can see the ocean ripple in the wind, and the salt dry on my skin... thanks man, it's been a while since I was there...
Vol

[Einstein Noodle]

i see you are addressing our wonderful friend, Lorry .. be that as it may .. i will respond .. thank you Vol .. for reading and taking time to comment .. yes .. i think dark places are not necessarily evil nor frightening .. unless we let them be .. in dark corners, i think, the more fruitful response is to just turn the light on ... not strive to drive darkness out .. maybe those dark spaces you speak of are resolved .. over and you have finished with them.. is that what you are saying? ... and i am super gratified that this poem has taken you back to those very real memories .. we all have them eh, Vol!? love on ya ..
E.

[Vol]

OMG! I'm sorry! I guess I spend so much time corresponding with Lorry, that I just automatically typed his name... I knew I was writing to you,..
Vol

[Einstein Noodle]

:))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) love on ya Vol!

[Lorry]

We humans are not like Ronseal products E... (Stay with me, I do have a point, well this time at least!)
Ronseal is a lacquer and paint company specifically for the garden and their advertising slogan is "does what it says on the tin." So for instance Ronseal wood stain rather unsurprisingly stains wood etc. But we do not do what it says on the tin and live far more complex lives than tins of woodstain, at least if we're doing it right.
Our exteriors don't always match the contents and we can hide any number of faults and blemishes, sorrow and pain behind what to most seems a genial if not happy facade.
Throw in a lifetime of love, thought, caring etc, while somehow juggling work and all the other interactions we keep in the air, it's only surprising that more of us aren't gibbering wrecks before we get through our garden gates to the refuge that we call home, where some can walk freely about in their under crackers, locked safely from the world before a new episode, I mean day begins. (Obviously not my are your good self, heaven forbid)
It is only worth wondering why we don't spend more time weeping outpourings like sieves and leaky buckets.
This was so well written that I'm going to read it again, before having a blub.
Now, where the flip did I put the kleenex? 😃

[Einstein Noodle]

Dear Lorry .. i couldn't feel more deeply humbled by your remarks. yes .. can can hide real good .. for a time .. so unhealthy and draining .. some of us take it hidden into insanity or it's own dark designs .. the bliss of ones home to "walk freely about in their under crackers" and/or the release of letting our insides out ... the light of someones accepting ear and gentle heart ... luv on ya brother .. thanks ever so much for this and all your support for my "voice" over the years.
E.

[Lorry]

You're very weclome....I mean welcome. Damn preduntive toast... I mean predictive text! Grr! 😃

[Einstein Noodle]

i am having such a fine chuckle my friend .. blessings always!

[Lorry]

Well it's better than crying E.
Or as predictive text calls you, Sir Nodule of Estonia! 😃

[Marie]

As human beings we continually say that the horror of wars must never be repeated again in the history of the world, but who listens? Who cares? War continue to continue and I believe they will for as long as human beings exist, in spite of the horror, the deaths, the killings, those who are spared but live with horrific injuries for the rest of their lives.
I like that the poet goes back in history before coming forward to present day horrors. A very poignant, emotionally moving write, superbly inked and expressed. I like the addition of Picasso's "Weeping Woman". Only women's hearts bleed! Thank you for writing and thank you for sharing, E...

[Einstein Noodle]

sadly, Ms. Marie, i agree with you. as long as human beings listen to our darker parts .. like greed, avarice and fanaticism of all kinds .. there will be fighting and wars ... some mental, emotional and spiritual worlds that never draw blood physically but are just as horrifying .. love your review of my poem, Marie ... i think it is senstive and you hear it loud and clear .. so many thanks for taking time ... and thank you for your comment about the painting ... you are right there as well for the most part anyway .. men do bleed too ... we just don't talk about such things ;)
E.

[Marie]

Most welcome always, dear poet...

[Re-Pete]

ugh, poignant. a sad lament speaking straight to the heart. talk about rolling over in graves.

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you Pete .. I appreciate your empathetic review .. thank you!
E.

[Robert Trakofler]

Few people abhor war more than a soldier particularly one that has seen battle typically the "Hawks" are the ones that never tipped their toes in a pool of blood... nor stood in service politicians and the like:/ it is interesting how you started with the images of ancient tombs and the similarities of more contemporary graves how they would speak a similar language despite being centuries apart:( Will we ever learn? and the answer in my opinion is maybe if WE only learn to listen to their language! this is an impressive bit of writing Mr. Einstein sir

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks so much for taking time Bunny Man! we haven't "learned" yet, have we?! maybe we are looking for an answer far off the path ;) love on ya ... peace and joy!
E.

[Stella Armour]

These tears especailly from the "weeping women" must touch the heart and soul of people living in safe countries like my own, and the depth of the semi- abstract images you paint with words has to be felt as well as seen.
Those who survive damaged for life with invisible scars ,and as always i think of the children in war ... :((

[Einstein Noodle]

such a sensitive reading of this one Stella ... very appreciative of you taking time and letting me know your reactions and thoughts .. peace and love
E.

[SleeplessVolcano]

Fascinating piece! I was just Googling Egpyt and then I stumbled upon this. Images so vivid, even disturbingly so, but words are meant to do that, right?

[Einstein Noodle]

yep! they are .. wow! Volcano!!! it has been such a while .. stopping in your place soon .. how have you been!?
E.

[SleeplessVolcano]

Working working working....lol...I need to get out of the rat race. Googling for options now - and how are you doing?

[Einstein Noodle]

lazy lazy lazy ... not good! making myself get back to the gym and do the damn chores around here .. otherwise very peaceful and content .. thank you for asking .. i have much to be thankful for :)

[KWP]

Hello you - this is me, checking in and saying a big hi. I have been thinking about you, wondering how you are doing over there. Thanks for the message - made my day. :)

[Einstein Noodle]

doing well ... Beau and I just watch the now roll on ;) best of health to ya!

[Neville]

this leaves the bitter aftertaste of combat clinging to the inside of one's throat that only those who have been there and who are familiar with it will recognise as a mixture of abject fear and adrenaline .. I have never personally encountered agent orange, or napalm but did two tours of duty whilst serving with the Royal Air Force and feel suitably qualified to make such a judgement .. such was the intensity of feeling you conveyed .. sadly enjoyed by me & I likewise salute you sir E .. N

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you for your service .. there are enough "agent orange" experiences to pepper all our lives .. combat just gives one clarity .. or not, i guess .. love your support .. we are getting long in the tooth aren't we, Nev .. blessings to you and all yours
E.

[Neville]

my absolute pleasure and with much respect to your good self E .. blessings reciprocated & truly .. Neville