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Monday, March 06, 2006

elemental


















no, everything's not alright, but I guess
if you want electricity,
you need a little more than just the
expectation of electricity, more than
essential oils or enigma or ethereal machinations. you need
the opposite of extravagance.
something more like
electron energy, a certain
emperical elegance, engagement, and underneath it all, some atom of
effortlessness, an elemental ember, that says
enter here.

of course, who wants to enter here?
not now, in the middle of
egregious argument, in the middle of another
eagle-eyed stare,
and earfuls of consonants. not me.
pick anyone else.


i want a cup of Earl Grey. my own exit sign.
my own private island Eden. escape.

and yet, this is the escape we choose:
early to bed, you eastward and I west,
eerie silence, then dreaming
eccentrically, unevenly,
what feels like less than efficient sleep
except, by morning, through some
magic touch of Eos,
something between us eases, then ebbs,
an ellipses of time, eight whole hours
spun, as if by elves,
and waking into an eloquent sun, we take one
emboldened step forward, wrap arms around
each other and
thus enveloped,
get back to our earth again.

6 comments:

la vie en rose said...

i love what you have been doing with the alphabet lately. it's brilliant!

snowsparkle said...

grannies say "never to go to bed at odds with your partner". i say sometimes going to your corners and getting some rest is a good idea. let the silence soften in the journey to dawn. i think your poem illustrates the beauty of this approach.

Tongue in Cheek Antiques said...

love this piece!

mikaelah said...

oh yes.

stephoto said...

Love this. yes. Sometimes a little space is just the thing. And whoever thought you could weave such magic with the letter "e"?
lovely photo too...

MB said...

Wonderfully done. Um, wonderfully executed.