Tuesday, January 31, 2012

tailbone

she called it a tailbone cloud


and i immediately felt
in its soft salmon-coloured waterbones
her knowing
of this world
in the torsional flexing
of her self
as a woman
as a mother
as a lover
mirroring
the entirety
in the wholeness of all her bodies

8 comments:

  1. steven, this reminds me of a beautiful poem i found just yesterday.

    Bride and Groom Lie Hidden for Three Days

    She gives him his eyes, she found them
    Among some rubble, among some beetles

    He gives her her skin
    He just seemed to pull it down out of the air and lay it over her
    She weeps with fearfulness and astonishment

    She has found his hands for him, and fitted them freshly at the wrists
    They are amazed at themselves, they go feeling all over her

    He has assembled her spine, he cleaned each piece carefully
    And sets them in perfect order
    A superhuman puzzle but he is inspired
    She leans back twisting this way and that, using it and laughing
    Incredulous

    Now she has brought his feet, she is connecting them
    So that his whole body lights up

    And he has fashioned her new hips
    With all fittings complete and with newly wound coils, all shiningly oiled
    He is polishing every part, he himself can hardly believe it

    They keep taking each other to the sun, they find they can easily
    To test each new thing at each new step

    And now she smoothes over him the plates of his skull
    So that the joints are invisible

    And now he connects her throat, her breasts and the pit of her stomach
    With a single wire

    She gives him his teeth, tying the the roots to the centrepin of his body

    He sets the little circlets on her fingertips

    She stiches his body here and there with steely purple silk

    He oils the delicate cogs of her mouth

    She inlays with deep cut scrolls the nape of his neck

    He sinks into place the inside of her thighs

    So, gasping with joy, with cries of wonderment
    Like two gods of mud
    Sprawling in the dirt, but with infinite care
    They bring each other to perfection.

    Ted Hughes

    xo
    erin

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  2. I love this image, the poem, and the thoughts infused in it.

    "the wholeness of all her bodies."

    beautiful.

    (Erin's Hughes' poem is lovely, as well.)

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  3. A magical photo and the words fit it like a glove.

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  4. erin - thankyou for teds astonishing words . . . i love how people carve and reassemble the world and suddenly it makes better sense. steven

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  5. friko - that's so kind. the image hovered for a very short while. the sun sets so quickly in the wintertime. but there aren't clouds like this very often in january . . . steven

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  6. We have had so much cloud cover and rain.... The last time I saw blue skies was weeks ago. Beautiful sunset photo... a tailbone cloud is a perfect description, and a soft, sincere love poem too!! So glad I visited. It's all so serene. =D

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