4.20.2011

red-tailed hawk

what am i supposed to do with this love
  the one that moves me all fierce at night
           cleans up after me by day
             with its darkness
                      brilliance
                      & tears
  all its grimacy clouds never baring its teeth
           its quiet    soaring
                           stillness
           what am i supposed to do with this love?
Posted by Marian at 8:34 PM
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21 comments:

  1. Danny Earl SimmonsApril 20, 2011 at 9:55 PM

    I feel the angst.

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  2. RiverApril 21, 2011 at 5:59 AM

    Just be.

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  3. CDG @ Move Over Mary Poppins!April 21, 2011 at 3:13 PM

    oh, Marian...

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  4. MarianApril 21, 2011 at 3:14 PM

    yes?

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  5. Eric 'Bubba' AlderApril 21, 2011 at 4:00 PM

    I dunno... love it back?

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  6. MarianApril 21, 2011 at 6:58 PM

    oh without a doubt! :)

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  7. AnonymousApril 22, 2011 at 5:38 PM

    shivery goodness

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  8. MarianApril 22, 2011 at 7:12 PM

    aw, you please me, sarah.

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  9. Kerry O'ConnorApril 24, 2011 at 10:25 AM

    Eeesh! The question! When you figure out the answer, will you drop me a line?

    Loved this most of all: 'all its grimacy clouds never baring its teeth'

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  10. M. A. S.April 24, 2011 at 10:32 AM

    Oh I do like the first line. I like it twice as much as the last line! Also, the title adds a lot to this poem. Good work.

    Mike

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  11. madhumakhiApril 24, 2011 at 10:54 AM

    This poem swept me away; very powerful. It is love that causes us most pain, as all emotions emerge from love. Well captured. I enjoyed these lines especially-
    "the one that moves me all fierce at night
    cleans up after me by day
    with its darkness
    brilliance
    & tears
    all its grimacy clouds never baring its teeth
    its quiet soaring
    stillness"
    I like the refrain "what am i supposed to do with this love" too. Packs in many emotions with a few words.

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  12. MarianApril 24, 2011 at 12:12 PM

    thanks, friends. not sure this one can be figured out, but i plan to keep at it :)

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  13. Sherry Blue SkyApril 24, 2011 at 1:23 PM

    Beautiful writing. In the end, it is all love. When not directed at a particular person, it can be directed at every person. A Truth it took me some time to figure out, but which eased the loneliness considerably:) Keep writing.And congrats on the one year mark!!!! Isnt blogging great? Who knew?

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  14. Eileen T O'Neill .....April 24, 2011 at 1:28 PM

    Marian,
    I really liked this for its very 'normality' in terms of the ups and downs of life and love.

    Food for thought!

    Best wishes, Eileen

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  15. MarianApril 24, 2011 at 1:41 PM

    big love to you, smart women.
    and right on, who knew blogging was so great?
    love love love

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  16. Judy RoneyApril 24, 2011 at 5:29 PM

    This poem soars with the angst you present. To be so riddled with questions at that hieight is scary.
    Welcome to the World

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  17. JingleApril 24, 2011 at 7:42 PM

    well.....love has power.
    lovely expressions.
    Happy Easter!

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  18. AndyApril 24, 2011 at 7:45 PM

    All I can say is love it back.


    (Thank you for the lovely comment)

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  19. MarianApril 24, 2011 at 8:49 PM

    yes :)

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  20. PhotoDictionApril 24, 2011 at 9:20 PM

    Packed full of emotion - and the conundrum that being so loved somehow makes us look for answers to it. The most powerful return to love, is of course, love itself. A wonderful poem.

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  21. MarianApril 25, 2011 at 7:22 AM

    yes, thank you.

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