Saturday, April 07, 2012

poem: most worthy

(Thanks to Haley for the first line.)

I wanted to share some purple love in my hair
lavender pools from this limestone vault
The blaze of love's tendrils spilling
wine, spilling the come and go,
the saffron night sequestering
the afterglow, down this weedy
patch of kestrels, this foggy gloom
of minstrel worry, the love
was insistent, the desire
most worthy, anthems
of the deep willing
the poverty of bliss
the accountability of neglect
the kaleidoscope of endurance
we fizzle down our tiny fretty
fates, fattening the misery
a purple lazy haze,
the urge to fly
out-commonsenses the vagaries
of all our purple mysteries
through the Lion's gate
down the reviving withered patch
your hair, my hair, our hair all



Blogger Teresa said...

Very cool poem, Murat. I love the lines "lavender pools from this limestone vault" and "the poverty of bliss" and "we fizzle down our tiny fretty fates" with our purple hair all atumble!

My printed thesis was delivered yesterday. I am just waiting to graduate. I made Graduate Dean's List (top 1%). Chinese lit programs do not want me, but it looks like Sociology programs might. I will stay on campus working for the faculty union, maybe teach a course if the budget is not cut too severely, and then move on to a PhD in 2013. Life is good.

10:53 AM  
Blogger anno said...

Oh yes, thank God for that urge to fly, and all the purple mysteries. Feeling that lavender love all the way here.

8:15 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Teresa: Glad you liked the poem. Student Haley's first line was a nifty prompt. I've certainly fizzled down plenty of tiny fretty fates in my time. Congratulations on all your academic wonderment. What kinda fools they got in these Chinese lit programs, anyway? We'll go with the wisdom of my friend Barbara, who long ago taught me that "rejection is protection."

Anno: Plenty of purple to go all around!

9:07 PM  
Blogger Dee Martin said...

I loved it all - been missing your poetry :) I loved saying this line out loud "we fizzle down our tiny fretty fates" - in fact, it was fun to try and say three times very fast lol..
The urge to fly most certainly out-commonsenses all vagaries and the purple glow of this poem would make any gloomy minstrel perk up and play us a dancing tune!

6:18 AM  
Blogger Miss Alister said...

I’m going to dye my hair purple, this is one of your best daggers. That I’ve ever read. Scrumptious words : )

1:11 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Dee: The "we fizzle" line felt like a good encapsulation of all the past lives. I love getting these unintended prompts from outta da blue. Ain't facebook an absolute marvel of promptings?

Lady A: All purpled up and sharpened for you, my dear. Purple font makes all the difference in the world. :-D Send me a photo of the new hair.

12:19 AM  
Blogger Miss Alister said...

Purple does make all the difference!

4:53 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Sí cómo no, O purpled one, O fonted one.

7:21 AM  
Blogger Devil Mood said...

Loved the beginning and especially the ending!

Hey I see Miss Alister is here!*waves*

5:04 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

All the critters comin' out to the water hole, DM. Good to see you, mi a-tumbled amiga.

8:22 PM  

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