i lie here, composedly,
composting,
hands folded, foldingly,
holding knowingly
my imaginary visions
visionary
your life yet a dream of
blue and ether
wispy and thin
the tail of which
i clutch
betwixt clasped fingers
eyes shut almost completely
not quite neatly
a corner
a sliver of light
through which i peep your
life
your phoenix eyes so bright
your mouth filled
with my beaming, gifted
entrails, my
skin, bones, lips, eyes
so close
so related
you taste
my mother's mother
my father's father
drawing breath as you feast
i hasten to please
your burgeoning girth
hovering o'er my
crumbling dearth
grumblingly bestowed
though no less lovingly sown
only my quarter-smile
remains
amidst the once-carefully
formed piles of dust
as your wings gather for final flight
the dust stirs
and you collect my soul in your winged span
you have no alternative
no ulterior motives, mine or yours,
can prevent it from being so
so go
spread yourself out
and finally,
wings entrenched at long last
in the mud,
settle yourself
and be consumed
and be consumed
and be consumed
by love's every form.
(it isn't lonely. i am there too.)
oh, debbie.
wow.
i think this is my favorite piece you've ever written.
definitely worthy of being published, in my (useless) opinion.
wow.
Posted by: slouching mom | May 18, 2007 at 03:52 PM
beaming, gifted entrails....
fucking beautiful, that.
Posted by: jen | May 18, 2007 at 04:49 PM
Would it be crass and break the mood to type here "Holy Shit That's Fantastic!"
Yeah, it would. But it is.
Holy shit.
You stun me.
Posted by: Mary | May 18, 2007 at 06:20 PM
I'm blown away. Incredible.
Posted by: Ruth Dynamite | May 19, 2007 at 03:46 AM
That was gorgeous, truly.
Posted by: flutter | May 19, 2007 at 12:04 PM
Stunning, my friend. You are a brave, brave woman.
So...you're submitting this for publication, right? New Yorker maybe? RIGHT?!
Posted by: Paula | May 20, 2007 at 02:34 PM
thank you for that moment of beauty in my otherwise drab day
Posted by: canape | May 20, 2007 at 02:47 PM
I know this is off topic, but I just noticed you blog "sub-heading" from Lost in Translation -- one of my FAVORITE movies! :)
Posted by: PunditMom | May 20, 2007 at 06:57 PM
Oh Ms. Deb - I think this is truly wonderful and I agree - why not submit it? What do you have to lose?
Posted by: qt | May 21, 2007 at 05:08 AM
How do you get through the day when gorgeous stuff like this is inside you? You must be full to bursting all of the time.
Posted by: wordgirl | May 21, 2007 at 06:45 AM
I really don't like you very much.
In another episode of "we are the same person except you are way better" I wrote a poem about parenting as well today.
*sigh*
Posted by: Jenny | May 21, 2007 at 01:03 PM