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Riding an Arabian Horse
For Laura
Written on a nebula
of cursed sand,
verses of opal and flesh
erode the moon,
shame her like betrayal,
shrink her to a puddle
of tinsel,
and make me an angel,
ascending and dreaming
Bedouin dreams,
sifting through words
to match this galloping Muse.
I will bless the one slender
breeze in the hollow air,
I will bless the clear
vastness where a ballet
was born—the trot of a
gazelle and the limbs of
a goddess
too beautiful for our
disposable lives.
Patricia Joan Jones
"Shame her like betrayal"
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inside each pjj experiment in literary art as excellence, a line.
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"cursed sand" is quietaskept nice.
~A~
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Thank you so much for reading
Thank you so much for reading and leaving such valuable encouragement. So honored by your presence.
Your metaphoric symbols are
Your metaphoric symbols are always, and I mean ALWAYS, fresh, powerful, and poignant similtaneously. Most of us use language because we are accustomed to it. In this poem, as your others, you use language as if you are inventing it as you go along. Shakespeare wrote, "Age cannot wither, nor custom stale, her infinite variety.' (This was the very first line of Shakespeare;s that I ever memorized, at eight years old or so.) Shakespeare thought he was writing about Cleopatra; but, I think, he was predicting YOU, and your presence among us. Your infinite variety with words and phrases, as you continue to give us a verbal cartography of the Cosmos, will never wither from age, nor stale from custom (either your writing customs or our reading customs). Your poetry is addictive, habit forming, comforting, educative, and expansive. Somewhere in eternity, Vergil, Pop Stevens, Mary Shelley, and other great poets are applauding each of your poems.
Starward
Overwhelmed, humbled and
Overwhelmed, humbled and forever indebted. Your unshakable support, advice and beautifully worded acknowledgements have elevated my writing—and kept me writing. Thank you, and again, thank you.
You are an essential writer;
You are an essential writer; and, in my reading universe, you are THE essential writer. I hope you don't get tired of my repetitious thank yous, because, as I read your poems, I never tire of saying thank you.
Starward
There can never be too much
There can never be too much gratitude in the world. Your encouragement has been a lifeline, and there's not enough time or words to express my own gratitude for this.