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DRAFTS OF MERIDIAN
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JOURNAL # 41 silences in sequence
pinnacle points of
near indescribable heights
manipulating the clash
of incredible creativity
feisty inflection
amid many shared
merry reviews
golden synapses
always fabulous
souffles of conversation
so scrumptious to be sampled
with ingredients heaped
and intellects whipped
by two dedicated chefs
from across the globe
alert as they are
to the poles
that hold each in their
own back yard
the mystery lies in the
intersecting bands
as each reaches out to the other
through his or her own
'Drafts Of Meridian'
our most beloved code
for that rapscallion's
airless highway
the Internet...............
(Sept 25, 2011 1201am)
The evocative sense of this
The evocative sense of this poem cannot be measured in mere prose words, very much like the greatest of the original Symbolists' poems.
Starward
Smiles, you honor me so beautifully with your critique,
my dearest sir, but I have a confession to make, I had to look up the word meridian. Sometimes my poetic brain comes up with vague concepts that my conscious brain is not always so wholly familiar with like say, if that word will fit in the construct of what words have come to me and in that order, so to be safe I look the word up. I know, I sound like such a know nothing, confessing that but I had to be honest. I'm always struck right between the eyes when you critique my poetry. You sound like a top notch teacher. You say just the right thing without too much being over said when doing so. Thank you for that and thank you for reading my words............I always turn to your poetry when I want to feel closer to God. Most Sincerely, Melissa Lundeen.