Some Mute Beast

My response to Rilke’s Duino Elegies number 8 Reaching again, stalking this thirst for who I am, we are splitting in parts, raw light leaking but blind and believing in sweet enduring allowing death public slaying guarded by pulsing spectre keen eye follows flickerings by bee or ant marching chaotic to unseen nothing but notContinue reading “Some Mute Beast”

Beautiful Disorder

  when my feet touch down and dust in armfuls spread like orange sunset when heat permeates my bones forcing my chin up and spine to spark and spin when my tongue alights on pepper and my neck twists to engage when my heart breaks free to meet the wind when my words match the angelsContinue reading “Beautiful Disorder”

From Man To Woman

From Man to Woman                                                 Arna Baartz *2006   Beautiful and kind heart open wide like womb or time, soft edges undefined. Man is here wants to be loved we see…..to exist is all. Making the rough the tough spearhead, the phallic reaching, mother womb fertile fields a sad man’s tomb. A question soft and true;Continue reading “From Man To Woman”

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