All Night I Slept

 

All Night I Slept

 

All night I slept with my neck broken

into the crook of your arm

nude with solitude & damp with fatique

I saw the big and little dipper

spoon stars into the darkness

through the open window on the top floor

In the early hours I heard the rain

in a metal downpour

and I stood for a moment

in the blustering drumbeat

No stars, no sun, just a clean awakening,

a steady sequence of gray lines

much like the ones I had drawn

in my mind

about misgivings & giving in,

about sleeping in stars & awakening

 and walking

and rain.

 

Reviews

[Larry Dyson]

I do like to walk and think...and in the rain even moreso...I loved this part;"I saw the big and little dipper

spoon stars into the darkness

through the open window on the top floor

In the early hours I heard the rain

in a metal downpour

and I stood for a moment

in the blustering drumbeat

No stars, no sun, just a clean awakening"

[.......]

I like this nicely written

[Salvatore Buttaci]

Congratulations on winning the chapbook contest!

Sal

[C. Tompkins]

I must say, this is the most impressive quality of work i've encountered on here so far. My only suggestion might be a title that opens up the piece further. But that's debatable. It's got a nice rhythm, strong imagery, imaginative words and juxtapositions. Consider getting it published. The end is delectable.

[Emily B]

What kortas said and so much more! Your words always seem to be flights of sheer perfection. Knowing that life isn't always beautiful, of course.

[W.k.kortas]

Exhibit A of why it's such a pleasure to keep coming back here again and again--the slightly off-kilter yet perfectly descriptive imagery, the visual nature of the piece, the nonpareil craftsmanship. A fine, fine piece.