Monday, February 6, 2012

The Wall




The Wall



Behind the green mountains
is a green towered wall
around the green center
of a thousand sprouting dreams

sown in an unseason of
crepitant hollows, dry
depredation, where
sleep is
defenestrated
and shattered below

in shards that grow
a yeast of redolent fantasies
piercing their way out
each with a flower

of bright loss nodding swaying
releasing dancing airsprites to
put Dorothy to sleep
in an opium dream

till twilight’s brighter wife
glares down and scorches
the slime from the stars

and the wall
jumps on its own back 
leaping
taller and taller, 
greener than green.



February 2012




 Posted for    real toads





Image: Photo by Richard Schear, provided by the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads

26 comments:

  1. Lots of lovely words in new contexts. Fascinating.

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  2. there is unique, cathartic beauty in the way you shape your poetry. i read it as a hymn to nature and its magic, and i adore places it took me in my imagination. really, really happy to have discovered you.

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  3. Yes.. these are very tasty words, and a poem to read slowly aloud in order to savor each one. I especially loved this image:
    where
    sleep is
    defenestrated
    and shattered below... and the final stanza is a brilliant conclusion to the whole.

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  4. This is quite a fascinating poem. I love the idea of twilight's brighter wife and the wall jumping on its own back. This part ( and much of the poem--Dorothy too, of course) reminds a lot of Auden, As I walked Out One Evening: Where the Lily White Boy is a Roarer and Jill goes down on her back. Not just the back, but the odd disjunction. k.

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    1. I love it when you quote my favorite poems back at me--I would be thrilled if I thought any of Auden's genius had managed to seep into my own work--and I love that poem especially with its little mental corkscrew twists. Thanks, K.

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  5. A friend of mine lives in Beijing. I've heard a few tales of the wall, but I really like your take.

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  6. I like "unseason" and the final stanza. I just feel the writhe and the weird sense of life you have given the wall.

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  7. This is a fantasically original perspective - I am so impressed!!!!

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  8. p.s. I especially like how the wall itself writhes at the ending, "greener than green". Fantastic writing!

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  9. awesome hedge....putting Dorothy to sleep
    in an opium dream...great poem with a political punch!!

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  10. smiles....quite surreal today hedge...a wall around dreams, no matter how green and life ful can be a scary thing....intersting use of language as well...the piercing...bright loss...still thinking on this one a bit...

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  11. A very creative take on the Wall and its environs.

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  12. Love stanzas four and five and the line: the green center
    of a thousand sprouting dreams

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  13. Wickedly cool language in this: "unseason," "crepitant/hollows" "twilight's brighter wife" and the waking Green Dragon that is the wall. Neat stuff. (Are you sure you are not the Greenwitch? ; ) )

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  14. Incredible. You brought the Wall to life here. I love this.
    K

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  15. Defenestrated...I use that word a LOT!

    Why just this morning I defenestrated the contents of my Chamber Pot out the fucking window!

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    1. I love that word--don't mess with the Witch, dude, or that pot will be flyin the wrong way and you'll have a new hat. ;-)

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  16. I love the whole piece..but the second and last are my favorites...such a mystic feel to this piece

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  17. I've walked long portions of the Great Wall, and it is an inspiring place. Sadly, portions of it have been crumbling over the centuries, and without protection, might cease to exist.

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  18. piercing their way out
    each with a flower

    of bright loss nodding swaying

    ..they grew out of the shards of glass

    Just love the imagery and the wall which seems to be a living thing - choking dreams perhaps?

    And do you think G-Man uses a dictionary or does he just KNOW? :)

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    1. Well, his nickname *is* Mr. Know it All. ;-)Thanks, Margaret.

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  19. "sleep is
    defenestrated
    and shattered below"

    the entire poem is just brilliant!

    i'm going home now to lick my wounds and never write again after reading you and Fireblossom and Mama Zen.....

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'Poetry is an echo asking a shadow to dance' ~Carl Sandburg