Une deuxi�me pens�e

I gave way to insanity, a bit.

Perhaps it is true that man cannot love;
as virginity is a natural state of man,
so is having the incapacity to easily

conceive another person existing.

The conflict?

A derision of erosive affliction
in recognition of self; a taut string
tautly strung to a tautology.

The rosary scapula of Atlas
a twitch-
spin, spin, spin...
The ergodic pain of carrying the intangible
woes besmirching man's peace

Do we cry so that his roses may grow?
No - no, that's inconceivable.

The rosied scalpel of the Sun
incision-
trim, trim, trim...
The emancipated stumble of blooming wings
a flutter below our blue skies

Perhaps we are floating in the moving soul,
his, Atlas' - perhaps light is not relative
and it is just we who lose our ideas quick
peering outside the window sill at

love...

Author's Note

no real form, or reason for any seeming form. The only real 'methodical' aspect of this poem is the triple repetition of certain things... It's also not meant to be literal - obviously, the sun is personified in the aspect of cutting open Atlas' back. There's also perhaps some confusion around 'below our blue skies' which.. was originally above, but if you think about the classical image of Atlas hold the world on his shoulder, he'd be below us.

Reviews

[Rick Puetter]

Dear Thracian,

Again, a moving poem. But I feel there is so much more here than what comes through to the reader. What does come through is amazing, but then you lose the reader as you so frequently do. It's not that there is no message here. From what I read of you there is SO MUCH MESSAGE, but it is often lost.

Enough of that. Let me tell you what I see here that is genius. The rest is lost, I'm sorry.

Okay, here are the lines that BLOW ME AWAY, because I've thought this before, but you capture it.

"so is having the incapacity to easily
conceive another person existing."

My God, that is so true and insightful. Why can't you make everything you write this clear? I know the insight is there, it is only the words that fail. Thracian, look. This statement is so clear. There is no ambiguity possible. You say this outright. There is no possible error in interpretation. This is insightful. I long for this in the rest of your words. I know the insightfulness is there, but I need the clarity too. When you write "cut and dry", you are so powerful. Now do this for everything. Perhaps this is the professional scientific writer in me, but I long for insight and unambiguous enlightenment. I think you have lots of that to offer, but so often I am wondering about your message. When the message does come through, it generally "knocks your socks off!"

Very best regards,

Rick