82. Poetry: Atlas
Atlas
©1/15/02
©1/15/02
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Follow the highways,
interstates,
expressways,
of the lines on my face
the veins of my body.
Stop at the green lights of my eyes
and go at the sight of red blood.
I know
my hair is a tangle of weeds, brambles,
and memories of fingers.
My heart is a rotary through which arteries go.
Some of my countries have been earth-quaked,
or glaciered,
shifting south
when once north,
creating civil unrest.
Craters have formed where
I have cried,
filling lakes,
now barren,
and the desert cracked where
I have laughed.
Uplifted like mountains
by the turbulence below,
I am filled by a lava floe.
Comments
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Nice poem. And you have those great triple borders I have got to learn how to do.
Tuesday August 28, 2007 – 09:03pm (MDT) Remove Comment
Very interesting.
Tuesday August 28, 2007 – 11:42pm (EDT) Remove Comment
Ooo,What a contrast between patriotism and self-hood-soul through indications by feelings.But I feel here so many pain into poet.Interesting Poem.
Wednesday August 29, 2007 – 09:22am (PKT) Remove Comment
I always felt you were very worldly,but also very earthy~~Papa
Tuesday August 28, 2007 – 10:22pm (PDT) Remove Comment
Very interesting
Wednesday August 29, 2007 – 04:53am (PDT) Remove Comment
this is a TERRIFIC poem! gentle sadness and madness and great imagery
Thursday August 30, 2007 – 06:31pm (EST) Remove Comment
I love this.. the imagery and the way you have used metaphores of the earth for the ‘ageing’ of yourself (assuming I’ve read it right?)… I’ve quite a lot shifting south myself… sigh..
Thursday August 30, 2007 – 11:04pm (BST) Remove Comment
You are a GREAT WRITER! I love your style. The images are great, plus I like spontaneous, natural poetry. Not stiff straight-jackets as classical poetry. Keep on writing! 🙂
Friday August 31, 2007 – 01:10pm (CDT) Remove Comment
what a landscape, what an infrastructure of life…love it.
Saturday September 1, 2007 – 04:36pm (CEST) Remove Comment
That was very expressive and deep….the first stanza is soooooo powerful….and I also loved the lines: my hair is a tangle of weeds, brambles, and memories of fingers…..that was palpable. Loved it!! xo
Saturday September 1, 2007 – 11:04pm (EDT) Remove Comment
THIS IS VERY BEAUTIFUL AS YOU ARE. YOU ARE SHARING SO MUCH OF YOURSELF AND YES IT IS VERY DEEP. THE OVERFLOW OF YOUR FEELINGS JUST MAKES ME WANT TO GIVE YOU A TIGHT FRIENDSHIP ((HUG)). LIFE IS SO FRAGILE, FLEETING AND PRECIOUS ISNT IT ~
Monday September 3, 2007 – 09:47pm (EDT) Remove Comment