Six-fifteen on a Rainy Evening
You turned –
In your nakedness
So beautiful
Trumpets flared
And the forest young mewled.
Earth cracked open
Casting up civilizations.
All Art
Converged
On your curving
Thigh.
Comments
This is beautiful! I'm glad you left the object of the poem ambiguous. The point is the rush of feeling, which you conveyed.
Great title.
Read 'man' to me ;D
Harry, maybe you only thought they were about women. I have read literature written by homosexual men where the object of description is another man.
Interesting, though, since this poem is clearly written by a woman, that the 'woman' aspect of the 'other' is still so strong. Lesbianism has made great strides.
And to further 'put the cat among the pigeons', I contest that this description could even be that of a child, boy or girl, because there is nothing more beautiful than a naked child, and this poem in no way suggests sex.
Cynthia,
wowza!
(but the words - the curve, the thigh, the trumpets...particularly the nakedness and all
the poems I`ve ever read about bodies say it is a woman.
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Mon 14th Jul 2014 15:31
Cynthia-a well overdue appraisal-I have enjoyed putting this fabbo in my pipe and smoking it.x
p.s. will probably have a refill-to boot!
Ha - it was the curve of the thigh that did it Cynth!I don't view or think about men as having curved thighs. I don't really think about men's bodies at all. Must be projecting, eh? ;)
Lovely poem - lovely imagery - what a vision!
Thanks for the appreciative comments. This work is one of my favorites. But, Laura - who said it was a woman?
Grrr.....what an evocative and sexy poem. I love the stillness of it, as you gaze. Very cleverly done.
I don't think it needs development myself. It captures that turn, that moment when your eyes go WOW, and travel over the beauty of the body. And those moments do tend to be fleeting. To my mind, there is little sexier in life than watching a woman dress or undress.
Beautiful poem, Cynthia, very much enjoyed.
wow superb very nice but but i think it can be developed more for more sensations .....best of luck good work
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Darren Lea-grime
Sat 30th May 2015 08:51
this is a beautiful poem, it's always the the spaces you leave that make the difference.
thanks for your kind comments on my poem 'today'.
daz