The Headless Aphrodite

                          the imperfect scars

enhance the beauty          

the deep sadness

                     gives a shine to the

  eye                                   

the refracted light of

Galaxies                

the strength of truth             

of life                                 

makes Atlas bow

at chipped varnished

feet

In Awe

Reviews

[Beccy]

If love was perfect, we would not like it so much; as rather like those fractal snowflakes you refer to, our species is made up of parts similar to the whole, but so very different in every way possible.

For me, that's the fascination of it all.

Beccy.

[gram linski]

thanks Beccy, if love was perfect we would die happily in our sleep, and who wants that s**t, lol where's the fascination of it all,

[Robert Trakofler]

Yes yes yes despite mans best efforts god despises symmetry:/ give me imperfections they are the true stuff of innovation and damn if those scars aren’t sexy as all hell:) yes yes yes like these words!!!!

[gram linski]

thanks man, except for the fractal snowflakes at the heart of our existence, lol, you know it's true B, on careless owner, sold

[Robert Trakofler]

oh yeah forgot about those fractals they are pretty

[Eilis]

I’ve always felt like statues have a soul. And as such, I get this great sense of awe standing before them. In my undergrad studies, I had to take a humanities class where we studied ancient societies and I used to get this terrible sense of dread looking at some of those ancient works of art. Being from a different time, and the movement imparted to them, I always had this sense like they were alive under the stone.

I like the way this poem offers a sensitive look at history. Things fall apart but that doesn’t necessarily detract from the beauty or power housed within them. I feel the soul of the thing in there, bursting forth in a meaningful way.

Perhaps the idea of the exiled titan and the goddess regarding each other can be a way past the scars each to the other. She can’t speak with her voice, headless as she is, but there are other ways we reach out, I suppose.

I find the symbolic gesture of Atlas bowing a moving thing. The weariness of exile and the burdens of holding up the sky, all those things dissolving and forgotten. Or something like that. What follows. Is the sky able to hold up itself. This is where my thought path goes and the spirits of the two distant figures grow larger in imagination.

I enjoyed the kind of heavy/light dynamic of this one, Gram. Beauty does not always equal perfection. Sometimes it is easier to find in brokenness. Lovely work.

[gram linski]

my favourite two lines of poetry ever are the name of two films, and they are the essence of Life, "Once were warriors, What became of the Broken hearted", not sure if that makes sense, just had my first whisky, lol

[Eilis]

Hadn’t heard of those movies, but just read about them. Looks like they are available on Amazon so I’ll check them out. Makes sense to me.

[gram linski]

you're right about stone having a soul, it's inherent in the stone , the sculptor moulds the spirit, when you think of the Mayans or Easter Island, I think what have these people seen, what do they know, how did they build Machu pichu, the pyramids Stonehenge

[Eilis]

Yeah, they all knew something we have forgotten. Modern life seems to dull us to those kinds of things. I remember reading about Michelangelo and how he carved away everything that (essentially) wasn’t the trapped soul of the stone. Fascinates me really.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

no matter how strong we think we are, love will make us helpless...and sometimes make us feel we are carrying a world of hurt on our shoulders when she walks away...
excellent metaphor here.
j.

[gram linski]

the strongest amongst us don't need to wear muscle t-shirts, you know,

[John the Baptist]

It is strange how imperfections can somehow contribute to, rather than detract from, love. Here, metaphorically, we see how love's imperfections can still make brute strength bow before it. The spareness of this one enhances its message. Well done.

[gram linski]

I dislike perfection, having never seen it, one careless owner, sold, thanks John, it wasn't metaphoric, I know because I was there , lol