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the delicate pick, jointed
like a finger, textured the way you imagine
a cubist painting.
It has the name, true, but
its life and career depends on
a division, like an alchemist
with his heart spun in a crucible:
this side and that,
outside and in. Though the door is
mod-pop color coated,
like a child in rain, the fact
remains. Who would stop
and notice a locked door, if all
that it took was a turn of the handle?
But bolts and wheels--!
and rust resonates, with
a thick-and-silent click, like the setting of bones.
It names unspoken things from
our winter dreaming and winks--
that solid, adamantine block
upon which
the door hinges.
Magpie Tales
Lovely... especially:
ReplyDeleterust resonates, with
a thick-and-silent click, like the setting of bones
Inventive and sharp; well done.
ReplyDeleteThere are some wonderfully descriptive lines here. I especially like 'like a child in rain'.
ReplyDelete... 'mod-pop color coated, like a child in rain' ~~ my favorite line in a great poem!!
ReplyDelete"...rust resonates, with
ReplyDeletea thick-and-silent click, like the setting of bones."
"...It names unspoken things from
our winter dreaming and winks--
that solid, adamantine block
upon which
the door hinges."
Love your word choices, they paint a very old picture despite the modern coat that the door wears. Just lovely.
Wow this is absolutely gorgeous I love it!
ReplyDeleteWell done indeed! What lies behind...
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
Touched by this beautiful writing......
ReplyDeleteuniverse will not hand it over to you
Well connected to Major Expressway such as Pan-Island
ReplyDeleteExpressway (PIE) and Central Expressway (CTE) to get you to places in no time.
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