Sunday, August 09, 2009

one word rothko chapel: gallery

the bloody marys

of the turfside

exquisite vagabonds

the road to cairo


time sits with

her mermaids

the squalor

of sassy friends

calculations divvied

by the time

we get there.



Blogger Teresa said...

love all the different associations you get from gallery. Although I thought the "exquisite vagabonds on the road to cairo blazing" were rowing in GALLEYS not galleries, but what do I know?

I love the image of time sitting with her mermaids and the sounds brought to mind by the phrase "the squalor of sassy friends..."

Very cool poem.

6:41 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

T: I liked time and her mermaids, too, when they showed up. I'm not quite sure how squalid fits with the sassies, but then, what else would be talkin' with their sassy tongues, if not at least a touch of squalor...

7:21 PM  
Blogger Teresa said...

More than a touch of squalor; I'm thinking trailer park tough and sassy and a whole lot of brassy.

8:31 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Teresa: I like your little cinematic poem there.

6:07 AM  
Blogger Sepiru Chris said...

I love the words, and the flow, Murat. Both in your poem and then in the rhythm with Teresa.

8:42 AM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Chris: Sister Teresa is the Grand Poobah of Tesserine Exegesis over here in Muravia: without her, I wouldn't have a clue what I'm writing.

11:47 AM  

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