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    dots Submission Name: halfway through a bottle of torrontés dots
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    Author: Santi
    Elite Ratio:    7.28 - 299/307/90
    Words: 160
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    dotshalfway through a bottle of torrontés dots
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    little warrants my presence here
    beside the bougainvillea, its blossoms

    like crepe paper spilling everywhere,
    flores magentas y rosas, moradas y blancas,

    the lemon trees, too, hung with fruit
    still yellowing, like first-lit lanterns.

    & somewhere the expressions of a guitar
    manifest so delicately that each note seems

    to emanate from nothingness
    along with the revelation

    that I am only a visitor here, suddenly
    without purpose, in this alien afternoon

    of strange harmonics from other lives,
    into someone else's painting. being content

    in this intent sense of emptiness, this wonderful
    lack of grounding, I feel things

    through their distances, most of all myself.
    the light just so & so generous

    that each texture comes with meaning
    to be read, shadows filling with depth,

    sky eddying profound & border-less.
    it is a beauty to be foreign.




    Submitted on 2011-03-06 14:30:57     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I know that I knew of this one's existence.

    It is perfection, caught on paper.

    Such an ease to read -- the exact word 'ease' -- enough to put the smiles on my face and remind me that I must travel, soon.

    Soon.

    Nitless. Wonderful. Perfect.

    You're a rockstar.
    | Posted on 2011-04-18 00:00:00 | by AlyRose | [ Reply to This ]
      I believe this is how people should look at their every day lives. The world would be a better place. I first saw myself sitting on the porch of a small beach side Mexican cabana in the late afternoon. Drink in hand, sand on my feet, and I am the first customer for the night.
    What a great environment.
    | Posted on 2011-03-06 00:00:00 | by Silencer | [ Reply to This ]
      geez..."like first-lit lanterns"
    "i feel things through their distance"
    "it is a beauty to be foreign"

    what great lines...a stranger in a strange land...but that often makes us appreciate the beauty more, even moreso than those who live in the environment...

    reading each texture of the beauty....oh i like that...

    such appreciation for what is around us...not enough of us have that..
    like texture in a poem like this..something to appreciate.

    nothing like being an observer...the objective eye.
    | Posted on 2011-03-06 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]
      this is a gorgeous one. these ones with the couplets.

    more to follow...
    | Posted on 2011-03-06 00:00:00 | by theludus | [ Reply to This ]


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