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copyright by ruejacobs 3/27/2009 at 6 p.m. (for Obsidian) caviar on my tongue the liquid salt burst this membrane a memory i sliced it clean through i sliced through you that's one, dear watch your step a lichen armor on my skin as black as pitch see how it creeps and multiplies an abacus that's two, love take care the delicate elastic thread pulled taut and stretched until it snaps you saw the goddess naked, archer and that is three i'll make you dance |
caviar on your tongue. you will be aware of the wisdom associated with eating what is good for you, when it is good for you. and too much salt will kill you like an overly well muscled right arm might... lichen armour (how wonderful) lichen thrives in good clean air: it is the oddest oldest rocksucker. to me for what it is worth, lichen takes me back to the far north of norway and the north west high bits of england, where there is stillness and clarity. and lichen is low range 3d marquetry that chronicles my life. anyway. you enumerate what has wound you round the axle and oddly enough (knot) it is done in a way that alternately delights and confuses the reader. this demographic clumsiness suits me entirely for i care little for the reader scratching his or her chin. keep on keeping on you strange creature. k | Posted on 2009-04-16 00:00:00 | by Awkward | [ Reply to This ] | | 'Counting Coup in Indian wars would be when a warrior would hit his enemy with a stick. This would change the enemies energy, by just letting him know that you are not frightened and if you had really wanted to hurt him you could have. This act of physically touching your enemy without seriously hurting him can disarm the enemy. It creates an opportunity for the enemy to think about, and consider what he is doing and gives him a chance to remember that all life is sacred.' so, after that bombardment of well placed words, has the brave warrior added a few extra feathers to an already impressive headdress, or added a few more notches on the coup stick, or both? it is a real treat to return here. (and, before i forget to mention it, it was very kind of you to leave us the photographic clues.) scoring points in a war of words requires bravado. it is not for the meek. its a bit like dealing with naughty children. 'if you don't get down from the top of that ladder by the time i count to three, then woe betide you '! there is tension there .. a bit like in your taut elastic, ..you need huge amounts of confidence just in case they call your bluff ... where on earth do you go next, if they triumphantly do the logic, and realise they have boxed you into a corner? its not much fun if the elastic snaps. yes, in my opinion, this warrior deserves the extra notches. and thank you. it is lovely to see so much positive activity surrounding your family, bringing you such happiness. j | Posted on 2009-03-30 00:00:00 | by Alter idem | [ Reply to This ] | And...Three strikes you're out? | Beautiful Piece Mummy. | Posted on 2009-03-28 00:00:00 | by dismal_s child | [ Reply to This ] | that's 'blazing hot' | you missed the t in 'stretched' I think the imagery is outstanding and having encountered the numbers(and journal) before, I got this. I love that there's a brief seeming moment of tenderness in there and imagine there are meanings hiding under lichen that are being expressed/understood. you could carry this poem somewhere you might need it and be well armed. DB | Posted on 2009-03-27 00:00:00 | by Daniel Barlow | [ Reply to This ] | |