It was the bees.caught in walls, drunk sweet on fig nectar
humming beneath plaster, sounding like colliding voices
pieces of me calling out on repeat, tapestry in postponement
the last stitch incomplete
seeing her round the corner, raspberries breathing pink air
blue footed like china luminescent in spring water
her eyes hazelnuts over cream, bore into me
we grind by hand, our own language
discovered intimates beneath tables
swapping lace work, scuffing soles
you come on your almond knees, bold and fat cheeked
moss, ivy and peat through high headed daisies
breathing deep whistling distance
keep still, as hush of light rain mists
like sitting children gathering silver, grow vociferous
look
resting on clasped fingers
the turnover of keeping, your strengthening faith
furnishing with still grace, as no-one could contain
the descending stone of woman’s will
but you who held up the world
with one deft movement
a silhouette among gouache doves
rendered in raven, as lovely as permitted
sung by myth and fable, beyond this plain place
where such is the drift of pirouette dream
beholding slim waisted girls gathering fruit
staining their wet mouths in ripened eagerness
It was the bees. caught in walls, drunk sweet on fig nectar
humming beneath plaster, sounding like colliding voices
The images that the opening lines evoke are delicious yet so disturbing. Then the unfolding strength of the female in the poem oozes out right down to “staining their wet mouths in ripened eagerness” I could pick out these words and eat them with all the sweet and sourness they promise. – Sol
First of all mastery with words. Just takes your breath away. I just wrote a cloud poem this morning and that one phrase “drifting pirouette dreams” summed up my whole piece. Not really, but you are so incredible at conveying things succinctly. And beautifully, I might add. Happy Sunday.
This hit me like a ton of bricks. It’s fantastic and your words seem to sear right off the page!
your almond knees…perfection.
Such beautiful poetry and imagery. And that image- wow, it gave me the chills. It is so true of any form of relationship abuse, for example.
“Raspberrys breathing pink air” wow Candice. Marvelous
Ah that is a very good point and so true my friend and thank you so much
🙂 thank you my lovely friend
Happy Sunday lovely one xo Thank you so much!
“the last stitch incomplete
seeing her round the corner, raspberries breathing pink air
blue footed like china luminescent in spring water
her eyes hazelnuts over cream, bore into me
we grind by hand, our own language
discovered intimates beneath tables
swapping lace work, scuffing soles
you come on your almond knees, bold and fat cheeked
moss, ivy and peat through high headed daisies”
Yum.
You are do welcome.
Never have betrayal been painted with such beauty… it seems almost like a pleasure to be pained like this.
Dear Iris. Thank you so much!
Bjorn my friend – I have read some of your poems of emotion and felt exactly that way – maybe sometimes we need to express pain as a beautiful thing to honor the feeling that first made pain possible.
Beauty be found in anything if we look hard enough. Pain-edged beauty ? Exquisitely painful 🙂
This is absolutely incredible. Every line of it. Never stop.
Lovely
Jesus. What can I say in response to this? Seriously? Just keep writing, C. I’ll just… erm… keep sitting here feeling insanely jealous that I’m not as masterful with words as you are.
More stunning imagery. ‘rendered in raven’ has the addition of alliteration. 🙂
How true…that our loves are not always on the same page and at times difficult release, even when it’s apparent we should. The heart, indeed has a mind of it’s own. Hope you are well C.ღ
I hope you are well also my lovely friend and thank you for reading xo
😉
Bollocks. You are. Tati is MORE masterful than both of us at words and she writes them in lots of different languages better than naive born so she’s just alien in how smart and creative she is, but you my friend you are an ARTIST never forget the worth of that, I would love to have your gift of art.
Thank you so very much
Thank you so much lovely Samyra xo
🙂 xo
I had to catch up on you a few days back, been away. Think I read about 8 poems or so, reread so much it took like an hour.. Lol..and thank you for asking, I’m OK. Had a falling out with a friend that really didn’t appreciate or value our friendship as much as I do. Left me sad, but its better than feeling unimportant and resentful all the time. OK now that I spilled my guts on wp I think I’ll shut up now..Lol
Be well Candice ❤
Blush! (But, yes, I completely agree with you about Tati’s talent with writing in a tongue that isn’t native to her.) 😛
I learned English early on so I don’t anylonger see it as a foreign language but I am always floored by her skills
Alas, unlike you and Tati, I only know one language. I’m going to have to lift my game around you guys! 😮
I’ve done my neck in carrying heavy box I think and am lying upside down trying to make the pain go away. blah so excuse weird replies I think you speak another language the language of ART
Yikes! I hope you get that looked at! It sounds a bit serious! 😮
There’s nobody else in the world could’ve written that poem. Magnifique!
Amazing imagery. Thank you.😘
wow thank you so much for your lovely words!
Another wow escaped my otherwise closed mouth! 😉 Today was an odd day thus far, feelings both high and low and you are ALWAYS among the high feelings that’s just how you are, you bring me hope in your tenderness and your friendship.
Finally did and chiro says it’s a ‘bit buggered’ ha ha I succumbed and took pain killers because the pain was just making me seize up and that worked really well so I feel a bit better hopefully it can be fixed 🙂 Thank you for your kindness my friend. BTW I really meant it … you always put yourself down do you know that? You’re as bad as me sometimes! And you have absolutely NO reason to because you’re massively talented and I’m by no means the only one who thinks so. Tati is incredibly talented, would she really want to work with someone if they were not equally talented? I would have to say impossible she would not, so that tells you everything right there. It also is worth noting that your art is so unique and addictive people absolutely adore it, I hope you always remember that and never sell yourself short. I know I’m a hypocrite as I do it all the bloody time but seriously I am allowed to tell you that! I know you well enough to know you must have faith in yourself because so many others do and you must keep going because your work is so high quality and beloved, you are so much more than ordinary you have NO idea how much more. xo
Dearest one, I wish you’d emailed me and let me know what was going on? I am always here if you want to (candicelouisa@rocketmail.com) I totally get the falling out with a friend thing as you know, and it is AWFUL perhaps the worst so I am very, very sorry that happened it is horrible and I wish you healing and please know this is no reflection of you – I know we’ve talked about this before but it’s worth repeating because it’s so easy to forget and blame yourself – so never forget – just because someone leaves doesn’t mean you deserved it. BIG HUG and I’m here – c x
I’d bring you a coffee, too, but it might be cold by the time it got there. 🙂
They have AWFUL coffee here, not a Costa or Cafe Nero in sight, only Starfucks, so I’m in sore need 😉
You have my deepest condolences. ☕
Right? Brutal.
You’re a good egg, C. Thank you. 🙂
Ivor Cutler did an L.P. with a giant egg
OMG. I just Googled that! 😛
U shd hear him he’s so funny!
Thank you so dear heart…your words mean the world to me. Sorry for not responding sooner, have been bedridden the last few days with GI issues. Hope you know how special you are to me.❤
Never apologize. I get GI things I hope you feel better it’s always so hard, please get well my friend and take good care of yourself. You are special to me also and I’m not simply echoing your words I mean that and I cherish you xo