9.15.2011

(we never discussed it)

heat del sol
accio mushrooms
harmonic convergence
souls meld

look at them!
wings to fly!
they know how to travel.
(take us.)
Posted by Marian at 8:42 PM
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6 comments:

  1. Old OllieSeptember 16, 2011 at 7:50 AM

    this flow perfectly - love it

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  2. MarianSeptember 16, 2011 at 10:01 AM

    thank you, wise old one.
    this little poem was actually inspired by a documentary i watched about comedian Bill Hicks, who died in the early 90's. I believe it's called American.

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  3. gautami tripathySeptember 16, 2011 at 12:47 PM

    Awesome!

    stapled maples

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  4. MarianSeptember 18, 2011 at 10:17 AM

    thanks!

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  5. Kerry O'ConnorSeptember 18, 2011 at 1:37 PM

    From my reading of this piece, I would have to say that the two stanzas kind of work separately: the first seems very earth-bound, with the reference to mushrooms, and the heat of the sun; but the second is all about the sky, the way to heaven, the vision of something that passes out of sight beyond the clouds. I love the last parenthetical statement, which left me with the taste of longing in my mouth.

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  6. MarianSeptember 19, 2011 at 10:55 AM

    :) yes!

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