Linking with Shay's Word Garden Word List #5 (Gregory Corso)
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When we are young and our heart is an acrobat
sorrow never steals the beauty of the day
even nuns can’t turn us away from the fierce and the glorious
awe and wonder of something new
life is a tv
a magnificent show
and if we are lucky
each day a birthday in itself
but time and weather do take away
they dry oceans and conjure ghosts
volcanoes eventually erupt
yet engines lose their steam
and acrobats their agility
just like my heart
now I am fat on regret
I eat them till they are skin and bone
emaciated and sorrowful to see
they steal the beauty in the room
where I yawn until my eyes are truly closed.
Ironically I thought of Corso’s life in writing this but did
an opposite view, since his early years were as rough as an old man’s face.
I have a dress in that exact print—from the picture. I love the title concept. So true. Gorgeous photo.
ReplyDeleteThank you, is it Peppermint? Correct me if I'm wrong. It is a lovely print. I love the image too. I got it at Pexels.
ReplyDeleteLove the line about nuns!! Find it fascinating how many creative folks with Catholic school backgrounds are less than flattering when it comes to nuns. My youngest son would 100% agree. LOL
ReplyDeleteLOL Believe it or not, when I was 10 I wanted to grow up to be one. That lasted all of 8 hours. 🤣
Delete"Even nuns cant turn us away...." and "now I am fat on regret"....oh, yes. I feel this, every day. The Before - and the endless remembering.
ReplyDeleteThe remembering can be a friend and foe. 💙
DeleteCarrie, I enjoyed your atmospheric piece. The image is striking. The red against what looks like the rain of the dress under it, as tears.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Lisa! I enjoyed your poem as well. I am really loving these word lists!!
DeleteHey Carrie, thanks for writing for the word list! It made me sad that it started so upbeat and ended with a sigh, though.
ReplyDeleteHey, I have a pair of boho pants exactly like the ones in the picture! I love them.
I am really loving the word lists Shay, so I am happy to be participating. I love boho pants. I bet they are gorgeous!
Delete"even nuns can’t turn us away from the fierce and the glorious": having gone to a convent school in my very early childhood, I can say they truly try!! I like what you did here, and how authentically it rings in my ear, Carrie.
ReplyDeletePax,
Dora
Thank you Dora and I am glad you liked it!
DeleteThat first line is so vivid and true, Carrie, and all the rest of it, too. I was especially struck by "..now I am fat on regret/I eat them till they are skin and bone.." and so we do, devour the memories looking for what can sustain us until they are nothing but skin and bone...or so I read. A great take on the list words, and I can feel a little Corso in it, too. Happy Holidays to you and yours, Carrie, and thanks for all the work you do at Muse.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Joy! I am delighted it spoke to you. It is my pleasure to post at the Muse and you are very welcome. I hope you had a lovely holiday my friend!
DeleteThis is a stunning poem, Carrie! Each line is so contained and punchy and makes perfect sense. My favourites:
ReplyDelete"our heart is an acrobat"
"each day a birthday in itself"
"now I am fat on regret"
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ah, the acrobats of youth, very well said. happy holidays
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