Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Poet's Pen Strokes


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She was born
with a bottle
of blue darkness
inside her.

When the light
cracks
the glass,
shafts of light
splintering

the container,

the darkness
spreads
inky arms,

stretching through,
reaching out/into
everything
she is, she's been, has yet to see

and exits
on pages

needing both dark and light
to come
to be.


© 2016 Jennifer Wagner

11 comments:

  1. Perfectly poetic - I think you may be describing yourself ;)

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  2. Love it. You had me with the title! love this...

    and exits
    on pages

    needing both dark and light
    to come
    to be.

    Brilliant!

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  3. I think the darkness needs the light to come through... and light appears only in darkness.. I think that's exactly why you need poets like yourself.

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  4. "needing both dark and light
    to come
    to be"
    __Pen marks. Your words, and in them a contrary balance that causes awareness; in dry ink, words will march.

    a scratch
    that sound of pen on paper
    dry ink

    _m

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  5. Inky arms. Loved that image!

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  6. I love the opening "she was born with a bottle of blue darkness inside her" Truly creative - I really like the imagery!

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  7. the poetic process - evocatively rendered with a wonderful affective, yet mystical quality. "the darkness spreads inky arms": a soulful, layered line of poetry.

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  8. One of the nicest pieces I have read lately about the process--hope you are well!

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  9. Absolutely wonderful bit of self-description. Loved.

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  10. I simply adore that blue darkness and these ending:

    needing both dark and light
    to come
    to be.

    Gorgeous writing Jennifer ~

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  11. How well you've captured the process. I really like the beginning, the ending, and everything in between.

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Thank you for your thoughts!