Recogiendo Moras*

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Recogiendo Moras*

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moras, they are called in Spanish, purples, dark & sweet & red inside, leaving an aura deep on the tongue: something akin to the color of all the rootlike veins sprawling toward the heart.

Submitted on 2011-03-01 01:00:39     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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moras, they are called in Spanish, purples, dark & sweet & red inside, leaving an aura deep on the tongue: something akin to the color of all the rootlike veins sprawling toward the heart. this is a really fantastic work of art. i am a huge fan of using other languages in poems. in fact, i did so in my very first poem. the opening was "che gelida manina"...from Boheme. i think if the uses are subtle and sparring they can be effective. they add a bit of intrigue, for lack of a better word. as you know, i a huge on imagery and sensuality. i think thats why i usually lean more towards the female poets than the males. (Neruda as an exception). and this piece is sodden with both. like a field of wild-flowers wet with the wings of morning. (hey, i think i will use that line in a piece. lol i must tweak it a bit though). the aura on the tongue is quite sexy to me. maybe its because im Italian, but i truly adore the subtle sexuality you employ in this; (we Italians are the best lovers ;)- but yeah, im really liking this. your voice is a wonderful breath of fresh air. truly! also, im enamored WITH BLACKBERRIES!! (sry for shouting in enthusiasm, but i figured you being Italian were used to it. not that we all scream, but we they to all be passionate). in fact, i have a poem on here that has blackberries as a centerpiece (twilight and blackberries...). overall, another excellent write. truly a pleasure! ciao -jp

| Posted on 2011-03-01 00:00:00 | by rev.jpfadeproof | [ Reply to This ]

moras, they are called in Spanish, purples, dark & sweet & red inside, leaving an aura deep on the tongue: something akin to the color of all the rootlike veins sprawling toward the heart. this is a really fantastic work of art. i am a huge fan of using other languages in poems. in fact, i did so in my very first poem. the opening was "che gelida manina"...from Boheme. i think if the uses are subtle and sparring they can be effective. they add a bit of intrigue, for lack of a better word. as you know, i a huge on imagery and sensuality. i think thats why i usually lean more towards the female poets than the males. (Neruda as an exception). and this piece is sodden with both. like a field of wild-flowers wet with the wings of morning. (hey, i think i will use that line in a piece. lol i must tweak it a bit though). the aura on the tongue is quite sexy to me. maybe its because im Italian, but i truly adore the subtle sexuality you employ in this; (we Italians are the best lovers ;)- but yeah, im really liking this. your voice is a wonderful breath of fresh air. truly! also, im enamored WITH BLACKBERRIES!! (sry for shouting in enthusiasm, but i figured you being Italian were used to it. not that we all scream, but we they to all be passionate). in fact, i have a poem on here that has blackberries as a centerpiece (twilight and blackberries...). overall, another excellent write. truly a pleasure! ciao -jp

| Posted on 2011-03-01 00:00:00 | by rev.jpfadeproof | [ Reply to This ]

i love blackberries. though they are not in season here. hell, i woulda picked em up at the grocery (and normally i do) but they were like 5.99 for a wee little bit (enough for about 2 bowls of oatmeal) so i went for the strawberries instead this week. i love how they stain (others may not) but they do leave a bit of themselves on ya. don't they? on fingers. on tongues. (on hearts perhaps). i love how they are sweet with a bit of tart that lingers. kinda like life most days. i dig your shorties. (smile).

| Posted on 2011-03-01 00:00:00 | by isabella | [ Reply to This ]

something dark, sweet, red inside....like you...i see a metaphor...the fruit of the mulberry tree likened to the delectible feeling of love...a love that is palpable. that you can feel physically, emotionally and enjoy mentally... "all the veins sprawling to the heart" i so like that... just the look of you, the touch of you...gets to my deepest insides... sexy piece, passionate piece...deep love.

| Posted on 2011-03-01 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]

I've been working on a short one about strawberries and August...(that's an aside) This is quite quietly lovely, as yours tend to be. Simple, you know? And what is it about putting a foreign word in a poem that gives it that added depth? Funny, that. I guess because it adds interest. I'm enjoying your use of the word aura. I don't know why. But that aura, and how it balances with veins, so there's the spiritual and the physical both. And of course, there is always something sexy about berries. And the way they stain. Makes a person demand to be kissed clean. It's the staining, I think. It feels illicit, in a way. Like the berries are leading you astray. Rootlike veins ties in well with the idea of fruit-- and gets me imagining you eating them straight from bush. Keeps this tidy, connected. I guess I don't have much to say other than yup, yup, me likey.

| Posted on 2011-03-01 00:00:00 | by AlyRose | [ Reply to This ]

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