Wandering, lost, one Fall afternoon in Zurich past an overgrown private garden.
nobility at the core of all ordinary things."
- Gary Snyder, "Word Basket Woman"
Not so much fractured as revealing
Of something never intended, a long
Lost last devotion perhaps, unbearable
Even for an immortal marble goddess.
What had she once held in her arm
That weighed upon her so heavily,
A burden beyond her holding on
That snapped and severed her very veins?
Or perhaps it was in an empty gesture
That she had pointed into some distance,
Reaching back as if to grasp where once
Her hidden heart had not yet broken.
The expression on her face is fixed
In a stoic sadness we can understand,
Seeing it carved in our own mirror-images,
The shattered inner edges of age
That expose the shape of what is lost.
We know statues should not feel pain
And yet somehow we feel hers . . .
Our own hurt hearts not made of stone.
Poetry by countryfog
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Written on 2010-11-22 at 15:03
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Garden Goddess
" . . . the deathlessnobility at the core of all ordinary things."
- Gary Snyder, "Word Basket Woman"
Not so much fractured as revealing
Of something never intended, a long
Lost last devotion perhaps, unbearable
Even for an immortal marble goddess.
What had she once held in her arm
That weighed upon her so heavily,
A burden beyond her holding on
That snapped and severed her very veins?
Or perhaps it was in an empty gesture
That she had pointed into some distance,
Reaching back as if to grasp where once
Her hidden heart had not yet broken.
The expression on her face is fixed
In a stoic sadness we can understand,
Seeing it carved in our own mirror-images,
The shattered inner edges of age
That expose the shape of what is lost.
We know statues should not feel pain
And yet somehow we feel hers . . .
Our own hurt hearts not made of stone.
Poetry by countryfog
Read 722 times
Written on 2010-11-22 at 15:03
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