14.2.13

Wayfarers

'L'Etreinte', the embrace, by Picasso

 in cracked soles
dusty finger nails
frosted eyes
musty armpits
the soggy velvet of skin
 wayfarers meet

plunging darkness
into night
groping feathers
that fly
into a cage
wayfarers meet

 watering thirsty
river beds
nothing is said
silence drowns
swallowed by a whale
wayfarers meet

inside the body
they feed
hunger
their flesh inseparable
at last
wayfarers meet

~FV

6 comments:

  1. Lovely. I understand it completely :)

    ReplyDelete
  2. FV, Nice... I almost think I understand it but I don't. I like stuff like that...like a kandinsky painting -- all seemingly making sense but actually not so much if you really start to look into it.

    -Al

    PS: Did you get up in time to rise along with the one billion rising? I did, and it was zimbly great.

    PPS: I have been hearing of how the "gender discourse" of the feminist brigade is"engineering a conflict" between the genders. Apparently, all these centuries of physical subjugation of women kept the peace between the genders until these feminist people showed up. I overheard two guys with college degrees and a surfeit of chest hair say this as they quoted verses extolling cultural and family values.

    PPS: Any truth to all this? Are you a member of this feminist brigade? Do they provide you all with heavy weapons? Can I join in?

    ReplyDelete
  3. Meriam:

    :-) Sometimes we find things lovely even when we don't understand them...Thank you...

    Al:

    {all seemingly making sense but actually not so much if you really start to look into it. }

    This is a reversal. If one looked into it, then it usually makes more sense. Perhaps, like a kaleidoscope it provides too many images?

    Glad you liked it.

    PS: No. I did not wake up for OBR. I don't believe in brigades, although I am a feminist. You may join me, anytime. No heavy weapons. Ideas weigh in.

    ReplyDelete
  4. I don't understand anything :(

    ReplyDelete
  5. This is one of the most beautiful texts I have read. It brought many images to mind, and inspired me to write a lot of stories today!

    ReplyDelete
  6. How lovely, and kind of you, Anon. If you weren't incognito, we might have known what to read where.

    ReplyDelete

Note: only a member of this blog may post a comment.