Poetry Tuesday
February 20, 2007 at 9:02 am | Posted in poetry | 2 CommentsThe Language
Locate I
love you some-
where in
teeth and
eyes, bite
it but
take care not
to hurt, you
want so
much so
little. Words
say everything.
I
love you
again,
then what
is emptiness
for. To
fill, fill.
I heard words
and words full
of holes
aching. Speech
is a mouth.
– Robert Creeley
2 Comments »
RSS feed for comments on this post. TrackBack URI
Leave a Reply
Blogroll
- A Woman’s Ecdysis
- AfroSpear
- Angry Black Bitch
- Angry Brown Butch
- Big Window
- Black Looks
- brown rab girl fish
- Chicks Dig Me
- Crazy from the Heat
- Crunk + Disorderly
- Dlisted
- elle, phd
- Fetch Me My Axe
- Flip Flopping Joy
- fourfour
- Girl Detective
- Harrietsdaughter
- Having Read the Fine Print…
- Hermana Resist
- Hobocamp
- I’d rather be making balloon animals
- Imitate a Cat Puking
- Jane Awake
- KitKat’s Critique
- La Chola
- Laila Lalami
- Latina Lista
- Love Songs (Are for Losers)
- Mamita Mala
- Mediahacker
- MFA Bitch
- Modern Mitzvot
- My Private Casbah
- New York/New Zealand
- No Snow Here
- Off Our Pedestals
- Our Bodies Our Blog
- Pinko Feminist Hellcat
- Posthegemony
- Problem Chylde
- Rachel’s Tavern
- Racialicious
- Reginald Shepherd’s Blog
- Rien d’extraordinaire si ce n’est le quotidien
- Say Something, Sister
- She who stumbles
- Slow But Steady
- Sly Civilian
- Sublunary Limins
- Superbabymama
- Taking Steps
- Team Rainbow
- The Angry Black Woman
- The Anti-Essentialist Conundrum
- the f-word
- The Field Negro
- The Fine Art of Free Speech and Dissent
- the free slave
- The Gimp Parade
- The Kugelmass Episodes
- The Silence of Our Friends
- The Unapologetic Mexican
- Thomas Devaney
- Tigera Consciente
- Uncomplicatedly
- Vox ex Machina
- Womanist Musings
- Women Against Poverty Collective
- Women’s Health News
-
Blog at WordPress.com. | Theme: Pool by Borja Fernandez.
Entries and comments feeds.
Thanks for sharing your work. I run a art and poetry community online for poets and artits to put their unfinished work through our workshop forums, and it features two blogger communities for people to post their polished poetry that they have pushed through our workshop. You should check it out.
Cheers!
Nacona
- http://theinvocablemuse.com/
Comment by nacona77— February 20, 2007 #
I own Robert Creeley’s CP, but I’ve only read about a third of it because I save it for particularly perfect days. I don’t think I’ve gotten to this one yet, but it’s marvelous. The stuttering, the grasping, it’s like he barely manages to put it in words. The one that always stands out in my mind is “Sanine to Leda.” Hell, I’ll transcribe it:
Sanine to Leda
by Robert Creeley
Beyond this road the blackness bends
in warmth. Two, then three or four,
lovers with wisdom for themselves
enough are sitting there in vague,
unbending poses. They sit.
The quiet grass holds roses.
Begin with that. The beautiful
comes later. Love, the several roses,
lovers with wisdom for themselves,
vague, unbending poses. Look.
Each loses what he chooses.
Comment by uncomplicatedly— February 20, 2007 #