5.11.2019

When Your Head Strikes a Pool Table


The baize will be soft
against your cheek
while the rail jabs
like to break your neck

You’ll wonder
are those stars in your eyes
or sights
as #2 blue fades to black

You’ll consider the texture
and velocity of wood
shaped as sticks
and spheres and tables

Two things will come clear
you’ll forever tug at your jeans
and blue
is no longer blue


For Just One Word in the Imaginary Garden: APART

17 comments:

  1. This instantly brought to mind the movie The Accused. I don't know if that's what was intended, but it added an extra chill to an already ominous feeling piece. You took those small details and portrayed them so sharply they seem to jab at the reader.

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  2. Yikes! I am guessing there will be a lot more than stars in the eyes once in contact with the pool table. Powerful write, Marian.

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  3. I like this. My father taught me to play pool and I became a shark like him. This did not bring to mind the accused but rather, The Hustler. I like how you describe the jabs, the sticks - the fact that "blue is no longer blue". I liked the stanza that starts: "You’ll consider the texture and velocity of wood" Excellent writing on this Marian. Sharp like the jabbing play of the stick against balls.

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  4. I might have misunderstood... but I do not see so much as a game of pool but a way of causing harm... will it just be a blue eye that is covered up with make up or worse?

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  5. The moist crack is loud, in this one. No wonder sight and thought goes into chaos mode. Ouch.

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  6. Out isn't always fully out, I guess. I've known this for a while but you tell it beautifully here.

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  7. I like reading this, you our prompter aren't disappointing us No, I don't see pool either unless I squint. Squient so I can't see and feel love oozing from the lines.
    BTW, do you have a pool table at your work?
    ..

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  8. Like Rommy, I thought of ‘The Accused’ and sat up when I read the striking (sorry for the pun) title. I like the contrast of baize and rail, and the ambiguity in the lines:
    ‘You’ll wonder
    are those stars in your eyes
    or sights
    as #2 blue fades to black’.

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  9. Interesting, friends. Well, the movie The Accused has stayed with me throughout life, same as the vision of this here pool table. Maybe it's too obtuse but the #2 ball is blue. xo

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  10. I am captivated by this poem, the premise is so unique. I am particularly struck by the third stanza.. the shape of wood, the table seen from a different angle.

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  11. I studiously avoid billiards for this very reason. That, and the fact that I don't know the difference between "billiards" and "pool", for which someone might knock my head against the table. So, I'm sticking to backgammon, which is said to be less violent.

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    1. Hahahahahah I actually did a bit of research for this little verse... I always called it pool, but billiards somehow sounds nicer. I believe they mean the same thing!

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    2. to compare the playing of a game to face of love, its eyes and the wearing of jeans not forgotten..lovely...bkm

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  12. I found this unique, Marian, knowing nothing of pool. I did however go to the site and play with the design!

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  13. I very much visualize a pool table and the next strike.

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  14. I immediately thought of The Accused - a movie I have never forgotten the horror of. A chilling, very effective poem...

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  15. The quatrains are so spare - so much is left to the imagination - very powerful.

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