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It happens again.
I wished for a moment of time.

Time, desafortunadamente, often takes with it,
memories of me.
Anachronistic episodes on TV.
Microcosmic moments of reality.

How about a silicon milkshake,
topped with quantum particles
e.g. gluons, leptons, and quarks.

How about a fenestrae the size of
an engram left on your
eraser burned hand.
Like the smell of burnt poplar,
in a summer breeze.
This fenestrae has tension, like water, and reminds
me of 7th grade science class.

Walked down path that endlessly bends and curves.
Only to find an empty seat you once reserved.
I had that moment,

that was given to me.
So I thought about nothings and let the wind carry my


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The following comments are for "Alabaster"
by xinerama

All the Other Notes
I'm no expert, by any means, on jazz, so I could be referencing the wrong trumpet player, but I can remember watching the Ken Burns special on the same music form and getting to the point where Marcelus Wallace talks about Dizzy Gillespie's realization that in music you don't have to hit a specific note every time. You can hit all the notes around it and insinuate the implied note's presence through it's absence.

One of the things I really like about the last few poems you've posted is the way you handle rather bittersweet topics like being alone, or losing a memory, feeling swept away by time. Your inclusion of tactile imagery, I think, gives your poems their weight, yet their real force seems to come by way of a nonspecified realization.

Your last poem and this one, too, seem to touch on the topic of cleansing -- eyewash, being brushed by the wind. It's as though your poems seem to subtly imply that there's no real bitterness in aloneness or the passing of time, because, as the wind's own movement proves, there is always a gap ahead of you waiting to be filled.

( Posted by: hazelfaern [Member] On: March 14, 2005 )

Thanks. I do not know what else to say. I never really thought of it as a cleansing. I do realize a pattern exists, but I think of them as being classified in the 'lonely poetry' category.
I often find myself wishing I had companionship or at least a new experience. That is why this trip to Mexico is going to be the best. Because my brain desires to escape from the confines of these walls, this never ending foliage, this country accent permeated locale. Yep! It's going to be a nice trip.

BTW the format is not at all how I expected it would be. I will post the original on my site soon.
The second word in the 2nd stanza means unfortunately in Spanish. Was not sure if you were aware of that.
IT is so funny how they put sponsors links under your poetry based on its content. Hahahahaha. :)

( Posted by: Xinerama [Member] On: March 14, 2005 )

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