To Listen to Music While Reading this Poem, just Click Here!
Click Here To add this poem to your "Voting Possibilities" list!
Spell for Retrieving a Lover “There are no facts, only interpretations” - Friedrich Nietzsche Let us calibrate. At the third stroke: the shadow of a needle seen from space. We now have our correct weight. Take the call of a kingfisher, filtered through the eardrum of a common bee: bark at it, and drink the resultant nectar. Occupy a straightjacket, test your sinews against it. Feel the press of your own strength. Once you have convinced no-one, compose arias but do no longer think or move in words, as these will come undone inside your lover’s ear, emerging as black widows that will devour you both. Three days will pass, blooded under the full moon of the Great Cat. When this hiatus ends your god-given shadow will return to you. Mute. Speak of this to no-one. Should word of this spell reach your lover, drink heavily, sleep, and dream no more: the worst will already have occurred. The truth is what it was, which was anything. This did not matter then, why would it now? Nothing says 'time passes' like a lily. Therefore, begone. |
This Poem was Critiqued By: James C. Horak On Date: 2012-03-07 23:21:21
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
"Occupy a staightjacket, test your sinews/against it....very good internal rhyme. The imaginative conjuring of the last line, "Nothing says 'time passes' like a lily. very interesting. A doubly interesting quote to begin with. A poem evoking thought more than ardor. But that's fine...far more sane. JCH