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    dots Submission Name: Of Avarice and Anonymitydots
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    Author: drowning_queen
    Elite Ratio:    5.44 - 245/270/52
    Words: 200
    Class/Type: Poetry/Longing
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    Of Avarice and Anonymity



    Something without name has invaded my body tonight
    Some feral creature is raging in my bones…



    Ireth Lissesul
    Consumer of Ages
    D e v o u r e r
    those who behold her
    cower



    I will not be remembered for these broken things
    These wilted lilies, these tarnished copper pots
    No one crawls through these halls anymore
    No small feet tread on worn chenille rugs

    I have curled in spring-laden armchairs
    Ignoring the musts for musty fabric
    I have scoured books and not pans
    And still you bade me search…



    Something has invaded my body today
    Some wretched woman is clawing to get out…



    I rush upon that secret gate
    Fling wide those rusted hinges
    I’m looking for someone
    Have you seen her?
    Has she been singing in your garden?

    Lavender sprigs rise at my feet
    Wind whips my unshielded eyes

    . . .

    Have you eaten, dear child?
    Is your soul full?


    I am home.





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      seems like a sliqoy(spelled wrong, those things in a play where charactor talks to audience or w/e) to a very interesting play.

    you don't seem to write too much

    i really wish you would stick with something, you could be amazing like legendary in my opinion.

    i like the formatting, seems matching to the words

    that's about all i have to offer.
    srry bout small comment
    [censored]ty couple of days
    later
    ryan
    | Posted on 2005-11-12 00:00:00 | by Skillessbasterd | [ Reply to This ]
      I like it...

    The sadness has been blatantly displayed but it still poses as an enigma that we can't really fathom completely as long as we are human and there are divisions between every one of us.

    The piece gave me a few ideas…

    It could be a mother… or a person, who left who she is to become someone else.

    Like... a simple suburban lady who became a prostitute...

    In this piece, she has returned because of a certain realization or a number of them that have forced their way into her preoccupied mind... but is there anyone there to come home to? Is the girl she left behind, the identity that has remained nameless, still alive? Can she be revived? Or has the weight of time and fate completely changed this being?

    Really... we long to return to things like this... after all the gold-digging, the diamond hunting... the spiritual shopping... we long for a place to come home to.

    -

    The piece in itself has been made exquisitely... There are images in my head of an extravagant yet broken person opening doors that are made of no more than wood… and there is longing in her face… as well as a weight on her cheek… one that I’d lift if I could… because I don’t really know her.

    It’s like watching the resolution of a very emotionally exhausting movie… and you ask yourself… is it time to exhale…

    The answer was never revealed… and for that… this piece will more or less leave a mark.
    | Posted on 2005-11-11 00:00:00 | by ANGELO | [ Reply to This ]
      Have I got you up from your previously lethargic ass to format your poems to make them shine nicer? It seems so or I am a narcissistic dork... probably both hahaha. I like the right justification part the best. Now to add a pic to go along with it and you'll have the complete package eheheh.

    This poem had a very menacing, almost gothic-like feel to it. Who is Ireth Lissesul? Real or imagined? I was just wondering. Either way, it adds a sense of mystery.

    Yea, as Alia said, it's nice to see people experimenting... it holds more flavour and excitement I think.

    Sorry this comment wasn't very indepth but yea I'm damn tired.

    Peace,

    Jase
    | Posted on 2005-10-12 00:00:00 | by alteredlife | [ Reply to This ]
      Wow. It's apparent that you've got a talent for this kind of poetry, as every single detail of it conspired together to create the well-rounded piece here. I don't particularly understand all of it, but what I do understand paints a strong mental picture. The changing font alignment adds to the piece, especially the first stanza justified to the right.

    Overall, good stuff. Good stuff indeed.
    | Posted on 2005-10-11 00:00:00 | by Tissue | [ Reply to This ]


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