Under the Chair
A Poem by Marri
constructive criticism always welcome
Steps
With their sound sucked out
In the black
Of an eyeless Munch
are
Scattered softly
As if fog
and
Overdubbed with wind
And that sharp
And tender
Violin
Bark
Of a
girl’s
shout.
Steps
She runs,
I follow
to
where
we both belong
There, in the dirt
Of cracked, dry
Ground
Of a Sunday lunch,
With mouths
Full
With silence.
Steps,
Un-stepped
In that bright
House,
Hers,
From the sink
To the table,
Mine made
Under the chair,
Both labeled
Husband and wife.
Steps,
She runs,
I follow,
To
Where
We both belong,
There, in the dirt
Of cracked, dry
ground I am waiting for Monday
© 2013 Marri
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the imagery in this one is broken so loosely.... like they are separating right before your eyes... it's quite a phenomenon.. in the black of an eyeless Munch... you incorporate these artistic influences that only makes me fall deeper into those empty eyes in search of something.. violin bark of a girl's shout... that is so original! it immediately jolts and calls you to attention! this domestic scene like scattered memories coming together to form a nucleus family..... and in a split second.. it is gone with a new week.. you just leave me wanting more warmth.. and more to explore of that house... fragments indeed, this is nostalgic, abstract, surreal at the same time, all my favourite elements... you are brilliant.
Posted 11 Years Ago
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11 Years Ago
you create music...I am speechless
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11 Years Ago
the music was contained in the poem..... even the steps are like musical progression..!
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11 Years Ago
and all the abstract ideas patched together in my inner chaos immediately get shape collaged on top .. read moreand all the abstract ideas patched together in my inner chaos immediately get shape collaged on top of your interpretation, they all get a meaning because of how you see and what you see, and a passion understood and shared is a passion lived. You must know that I value deeply the way you play the strings made of people's words.
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11 Years Ago
i am so happy to share in this passion with you!... your words always challenge me to look for meani.. read morei am so happy to share in this passion with you!... your words always challenge me to look for meaning, they're full with possibilities
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Added on January 6, 2013
Last Updated on January 6, 2013
Author
MarriBremen, Germany
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http://www.marrri-nikolova.tumblr.com/
'If I knew myself, I'd run away...'
I pick a word, phrase, sentence, sometimes even a whole chunk of text from what I wrote yesterday, the day be.. more..
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