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ah....miaElla
so beautiful... so cathartic... I send you carts and carts of strength, love, and high minded grace...
posted by
mysteria
on February 19, 2005 at 9:22 AM
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It is good that you have tossed
these thoughts out of your mind and put them where you can better look at and understand them. Grieving is a hard thing.
posted by
Moondawg
on February 16, 2005 at 3:10 AM
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Dearest Mia, knowing that there is not much one can really say on these
matters, without sounding fake and stupid, I offer you a peek at the last chapter of The Sundial. Excuse the length, but it somehow seems appropriate...to me... And was it not you, dear lady, who said reading was good for the soul...? In any case, I present to you Alexi, on his last swim in the sea, off the coast of Naxos...
August 6th, 2001, 08:33
float in you…a foam I am…
and you I be…when all the bubbles burst…
Alexi is no more now…his time is gone…and I with no name, must carry forward…
fluid as you, sea…a shape-shifter…wandering about, from body to body…
could be done with the stories?…Alexi’s stories?
but neither you nor I are Alexi…
yes!…he is a spark!…a bit of tinder for a fire…
a spark caught in the pages?…
a spark caught from the pages…
and what if from the spark was caught a fire?…
then we be laughing and spooking the shit out of some poor Alexi or Stephen or Millie…
back here, now?…in forever-time?…
yes and no…you know how it goes…
the mystery, huh…yes and no…life and death…is it faith, in the end?…
maybe it’s just inexpressible…ineffable, remember?…
but the stories?…what good, then?…
that be Alexi’s lot…a walnut shell in the cosmic sea…all rigged out with hope for sails, he’s set out…
some hope…not much, is there?…
there never was…but there’s been joy, no?…
yes, much joy…and love…to touch out so far, to feel around the edges of eternity…
three blind mice…
what?…
three blind mice…who leads them…
it is a tree…no, it is a wall…no it is a watering hose, thick and heavy…
we’ll never see the elephant?…
what if it’s pink?…
Ha!…
…
this is it, isn’t it?…will never come here again?…
this might be it, you know…he-he…other places too…
and this, now, in forever-time?…
like a deep dive…take it all in…long inhalations… harpooner…
deep…deep…where the air turns in the pit of the stomach…
and out…with all that is Alexi’s…he be the stone I find…with all his little moments etched in sedimented crystals… until the air turns in the throat…
and in…with all that is this here-now…the dawning east…the purpled west…the sea’s warm wetness…all drawn deep until it turns deep inside you…
under I go…through your watery flesh, mother…down, to where the sea worms burrow and the sea bream grazes…
such a swell inside me…have I taken it all in?…
this be the moment we touch eternity…when all is full and pregnant…a fine silt, is life…that clouds the waters…
and sediments, in the end…hardening to flesh and sinew…
but this swell inside me?…is this not perfect?…the time of fulfillment?…
yes…could be…
a good moment to end this piece of music…to leave the cosmic jam?…
these moments don’t come often…it would be so perfect now…truly a choice in freedom…
yes, now…with no regrets…alone in mother’s sweet engulfment…
embrace that tears the heart asunder…an ache that pulses in my chest…
ha!…life support sends signals…ship be lost…all hands on deck…
ah…heart quieted a bit…all clear again…next will come the misty darkness…
all set to go?…
still weighing it all up…could go either way now…
all those bodies I’ve been through…barely a memory left…a trace for others to follow…but we all be one, now, don’t we?…
be won or lost…what matter?…
now fingers tingle…what shall it be?…
such filling wonder…a scream…and to cry…like that night when loving, Sasha and I…so much she cried…with me inside her…like so, now...
...
what shall it be?…
posted by
void-is
on February 16, 2005 at 1:37 AM
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MiaElla-can't get much worse than that. From the bottom only one way to go
posted by
scriber
on February 15, 2005 at 11:50 AM
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I hope you are ok?.....
this comment is from the real me
posted by
_Symphony_
on February 15, 2005 at 8:17 AM
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(someone diguising himself as)
posted by
_Symphony_
on February 15, 2005 at 8:05 AM
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A very deep and moving poem... I understand
posted by
Tanoolicious
on February 15, 2005 at 8:03 AM
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A poem with character!!!!! BRAVO! Voyager9940
posted by
Voyager9940
on February 15, 2005 at 8:01 AM
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