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Click hereThe chin rests, a jigsaw puzzle
on the indent of a shoulder,
and a final exhale fits me
like India once found land
On the nuzzle of Panasia.
How comfortable the ground is
beneath me. The souls of my feet
love the earth, share inside jokes,
sink to hug at every step,
pull to part past every step.
Earth is my loneliest acquaintance,
gripping me like a tired lover,
grifting gravity at the turns—
The ever-fearful friend who knows
I would leave him if I could.
When Dylan Thomas wrote the line : "And death shall have no dominion" I figure he did so as a wind-up aimed at the poetry conjunction police. Pompous, pernickity poets pissed off; DT pissed. Result.
Stay loose. Anotheranon.
quite personal and then hints at the stellar reaches. i really like this, NS! you make me feel each strophe, each action and you make this feel a BIG poem, despite small imagery...
it leaves me with the corny 'one small step for man...' phrase rolling around my thoughts. solid 5
Much better than your other offering this evening. I love this one, clear imagery and more flow. My only technical recommendation is ditch the and in the first stanza, yes ands again but they are often unnecessary in poetry.