at 79 rue de Varenne
January 4, 2012
Green grows thick
beneath leaden feet
August’s ache
copper coin moon’s
light
pools
in argent tears
yesterday’s sun
below the curve
I lean in
breath’s soft hammer
and kiss
the cold comfort
of mute marble
of a happy loneliness.
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Happy loneliness, an odd contentment but entirely understandable. Love your poetry.
hmm the simplicity, solidity of marble, of the happy lonelines, that singularity brings, I like the central imagery here, the verdant life is still all around, the green growing thick, those elemental signifers, emotional planets, the sun, the moon, and yet the marble still deserves to be kissed.. (I love Rodin btw)
i like how you embrace loneliness… the kissing of comforting cold, the texture of smooth marble in the summer heat works well..
if you can be lonely and happy more power to you…some niceimagery and contrast in your textures…i like…
Ahhh, Rodin’s The Kiss? Oh, to experience it in person…sighhhh…
I like this so much, Peter; it is one of my new favourite pieces of yours : )
The natural elements (copper/silver/moon/sun/marble) I also find as contrasting textures, like shiny and matt, warm and cold. Some of the elements touch us from the sky and some we touch here like what comes from the ground.
Absolutely gorgeous!!!
-Eva
breath’s soft hammer: exquisite. and the “happy loneliness”… yes; yes.
You give the reader a unique moment, experiencing the fountain, the statue, the Rodin Museum through a completely different sensual avenue. I read again just to see how different that marble looked second-go-round.
I lean in
breath’s soft hammer
and kiss
the cold comfort
Love this lines
Great one!!!