this ancient, deep ardor.

 

 

 

and suddenly,

I woke up, thinking of the cave man

and how I would fare with my fingernails cropped

close to the quick and my eyebrows arched.

 

What would I make first, in my soaking-wet-dryness,

of stone?  Could I fashion a poem out of fear,

make the slightest of sounds, evade the stampede?

 

Bite the woman, before snatching off her jewelry,

torch her rags for the ceremony in my saber tooth toga.

Who would I tell this truth to,

 

but a chieftain with a heart as mine. What other eerie

symbols would we embrace of hair and matted

heads? Because

 

there are indulgences we name our children by. Atlantic

seas, tapered urns to put my wasted life in. Since the

things of symbol and light, distance and warmth,

 

leave so quickly. That acrobatic Crane, who with a forgiving

glance, somersaults over the railing, counter clockwise,

opposite the horizon,

 

then POOF! No more Crane. Just a ship moving eastward,

the Orizaba, from the captains manifest: "sailing to New York,

now, body not found". Truth is, I want miracles.

 

I want a poets pungency, the levitation of furniture, empty caves,

birds that get agitated and fitful when exposed to

rhythmic powerlessness. No bones; no bodies that I

 

can recognize, just that stirring disconnect from humanities real

events. Dead girls, this ancient puzzle intricate and obscure,

needs burial. For of what

 

saurus is  chiffon the hide of? I may never again have the chance

to close the ardent eyelids of a soul down,

and of this

 

I did not fail.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

no matter what period, love and woman's effect on man remains the same...there were poets always i am sure, they just had different ways of communicating their words.
the sentiment was always around in one way or another...and for man, there has always been that bit of thought that says "don't be ruled by her" and "don't depend on that love"

but alas...we have to admit...we need her.

even if we have to metaphorically club her to keep her around...or maybe it is she who knocks our heart over its head with a club.

[Shaquana Adams]

These words are deep, they definitely leave an imprint for the readers to imagine and later ponder over. Very good work! :)

[Corset]

I just watched a video about a drunk girl going over board a cruise ship, and I thought (for which I am deeply ashamed) why does this idiot get to live and sue the the cruiselines when beautiful daughters do not. life is not fair, and the better the person you are inside it seems the more you get sh*t on, but it helps somewhat to think that we are not so bad off as someone else I guess, though I hate that the someone is someone that I know, care about, that in comparisan my life looks better and thats not saying a lot really, but it's the truth, however much I wish this didn't happen to you my friend...and I think that is the whole purpose of things like this, when they happen, sometimes it's other people , sometimes it's us that they happen too, these crappy sh*tty injustices...so that other realize and learn important moral things like , empathy, compassion, sorrow, joy, thankfulness, appreciation for life, etc... no one gets a free pass do they? exemption from true life distress? I keep thinking you and i must have been really bad in our previous life in order to deserve the things we had to learn in this one. we must overcome, when we don't want to...I'm so sorry this happened to you.

[emmajoy]

' Truth is, I want miracles. ~ ~ ~ I want a poets pungency, the levitation of furniture, empty caves, ~
birds that get agitated and fitful when exposed to ~ rhythmic powerlessness. .. '

These words are amazingly powerful, graphic and more; and, somehow through your wondrous skill, you sketch the depths, doubts and wonder of emotions with and for another, others .. a magic of how it was, is.. might be. You have the imagination. hearts and ability to create what you want for real and with words.. and do, surely.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you are an amazing poet, Dana...

you always surprise and move with your words....innovative poetry that is so inspirational for other poets to read.