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long for the kick back
knock down of your over
whelming presence

hold my face in hands
do not allow me to turn
from intensity

if I burn, I burn
if I blind then I blind
with your silhouette imprinted on retinal tissue
shadow scorched onto the wall

I take you I take you I take you in
until you leak from my tear ducts
catch the drops in glass tubes
press cork with thumbs

propose a toast

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AnonymousAnonymousover 18 years ago
Wow!

This is extraordinary, Anna! Very strong imagery and a wonderful conclusion.

Fly

TathagataTathagataalmost 19 years ago
On first read

I saw Hiroshima and the shadows burned on walls, the 2nd, I thought of perhaps seeing God's face, a religious rhapsody of some sort, and on each subsequent read I could pull something else from it.

Your poems do that to me all too often.

: )

" press cork with thumbs"

has an almost " Aha got you" feel to it the first time you read it so I can see where 12 might have reacted that way.

I, however, found that after the first read it came off and simply methodical, sure, the end of the service, if you will.

Over all a great piece

Thank you

ishtatishtatalmost 19 years ago
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Not at all sure that I have got this sorted out in my mind .It is another which will need a revisit. You are good at making me do that!

twelveoonetwelveoonealmost 19 years ago
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Tsssssss

I would be afraid to see you at a reading

I would be afraid of a meltdown

Rethink this:

"press cork with thumbs"

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