thinking of E. B.




In Shadow and Shade

 

I want to live within your shadow and shade,

Want nothing that is not of you, wear you

As my cloak, cover you with what little I have,

Asking, what color is your shadow?—

Into the dawn hours as if the answer

Were nearby though elusive, knowing

It is neither and both; imagining the stout trunk

Of a Frostian oak, circling the oak

As the day wears on, seeking the shade—

Its shade, your shade, until Sambo-like I melt

Into a puddle of midnight butter. Is the space

Between our Being too much space?

Why does it elude me when I can see it?

But I cannot see it. I crawl into its darkness, here.





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Written on 2017-10-25 at 02:23

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Intimacy in all its elusive guises. Beautifully portrayed! You write very intense pictures here. Well done!
2017-10-28



A complicated poem that makes the reader feel a longing for something far away and long ago. Longing for the longing for that shade.
Ashe
2017-10-25



are you writing beckeresque verses?
2017-10-25


Kathy Lockhart
There's so much longing here. It is visual and it is mystical. This is where past haunts the present. Or, is it the present haunts the past? I just feel deep yearning.
2017-10-25