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    Author: saartha
    ASL Info:    27/F/US
    Elite Ratio:    4.07 - 230/383/131
    Words: 105
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
    Total Views: 758
    Average Vote:    No vote yet.
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    Description:
       I've been away so long that I don't know who's still any good on this site. Feel free to link me with a recent poem you've liked by an ES user. Like, something within the last six months or so? Not one of your own, preferably, unless you think I'd really like it.


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    Outside, the world
    articulates itself. Clean as a tooth.

    My cat, my old man of a cat,
    now spends his days
    hunched by the open window.

    This too is articulation. He will do it
    until the day he doesn’t.

    It’s an old hurt, curling up.



    Everything utters itself in and out of being
    almost too quickly to love.
    Always, I move deeper into myself,
    seeking out
    the most quiet of lakes.

    This too is articulation.

    And the land blooms up and falls away.
    And the heart rises and stills.

    It’s an old hurt, curling up.




    Submitted on 2013-09-07 16:07:36     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      It feels a description of getting older, almost. I feel as if I get the poem, and yet, I think I don't, not really.

    "Everything utters itself in and out of being
    almost too quickly to love."

    This makes me think of the world in general, moving so quickly, dominated by text messages every 10 seconds and fads every 10 minutes.

    "Always, I move deeper into myself,
    seeking out
    the most quiet of lakes."

    This, this is what I like to do. Or try to do, at the very least. Getting lost within myself is one of the few places I can feel right at home...even if being at home means a sort of quiet despair.

    Lovely piece, wish I could think of more things to elucidate.

    -Ruqyo
    | Posted on 2013-09-23 00:00:00 | by AsiaticFox | [ Reply to This ]
      Im getting the feeling theres more to this poem than a cat...it made me feel as if I was loosing something dear to me. to me this is very original and good. keep writing. ill try and keep giving feedback. I also get the feeling that you could add more to it and improve it that way.
    | Posted on 2013-09-13 00:00:00 | by Teofila | [ Reply to This ]
      I got some stuff to say about this but I'm at work, so anyway, I thought it was the kind of stuff you would hope to read but perhaps don't see too much of around here. Re saying some stuff, perhaps that's enough.
    | Posted on 2013-09-13 00:00:00 | by Daniel Barlow | [ Reply to This ]


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