7.07.2012

learning curve

Teach me about your pain,
the reproaching silence,
lines of demarcation
traced in quicksilver.

You refuse the amalgam
created by our pairing,
the rare explosiveness,
the possibility of corrosion.

No one ever sold his soul
commingled with another's
to achieve authenticity.
Too late for that. Teach me.

Inspired by Laurie's "demarcation" prompt to the Real Toads, and another prompt, "how to teach pain."

11 comments:

  1. I love the words, added throughout your poem, which all link up with the quicksilver: amalgam, explosiveness, corrosion, commingled. They combine into a cool scientific metaphor for the process of relationship.

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  2. Oh, my. This is stunning. The title caught me immediately - perfect. And then, especially, these:
    "traced in quicksilver"
    and "Too late for that. Teach me."

    Fantastic. Such a great, fresh take on the prompt. Thank you for sharing.

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  3. This one drew me to read it several times--each time I got something different. Good take on the prompt.

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  4. Marian- I love this! It is so rich with images and prolific words.

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  5. Whew, this was a strong poem, Marian. Agree that souls cannot co-mingle! Each needs to remain individual.

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  6. I like the learning curve and lines of demarcation ~ Well done ~

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  7. I love this poem, Marian : "too late for that. Teach me." Wow.

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  8. reproaching silence... unwilling to share one's pain is not a way for a relationship to grow...

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  9. it really isn't, is it? thanks, all you lovely friends.

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