1.26.2016

Aposiopesis

Struck midsentence
honeysuckle breath
tracking
sweet-sour redolence
of youth

No making sense
station stuck
approaching
dissentience
at full throttle


Posted by Marian at 6:08 AM
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12 comments:

  1. I can really see the silence smelling in your words... a silence filled with meaning. Maybe it's the meaning not the words that is communication.

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  3. Perhaps one should be more mobile not stuck at home.This by itself is beneficial to health. Thanks Marian!

    Hank

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  4. The heady exuberance of the scent of honeysuckle is conveyed dramatically through your choice of words... (runs to grab a dictionary)

    ;-)

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  5. I did get to the dictionary, on-line, "sent by Marian."
    Aposiopesis, yes more embarrassing to me than going to sleep in church. And it never, hardly ever, comes back what I wanted to say.
    Dissentience I probably won't worry about, I'm not an argumentative person. I don't watch war movies. I do say something controversial and then quietly back away until more stirring is needed.
    ..

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  6. Smell is the most powerful trigger – and when combined with memory ...!

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  7. This has that feeling of returning to difficult parts of one's youth-- great words and sound. Thanks, k.

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  9. Your poems always make me look up words. Thankfully, they're wonderful and economical poems so looking for a dictionary doesn't slow me down too much. Thanks for the wonderful poem.

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  10. You had me at honeysuckle breath.

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  11. ...and you had me at "dissentience"

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