It was liberating to romp with stolen words... to pluck them, lean them against each other, shift, tweak & shift again. Is it an adulteration of the originals? To be sure. Is it something new, too? Well, yes.
Knowing the originals adds all kinds of crazy drift (I've included links when available), which I love. Like song covers, the new is richer when the source is burned into you too. I also just stepped up and titled the thing. It felt a tad proprietary at first, but now I can rightly say it's our poem.
Anthem
"Body" doesn’t do
"Body" doesn’t do
your body justice. Patient
in my fumbling hands.
My kiss
on his cheek the only thing I knew would help him
his hands, my hands,
silk scarves from God's perfumed drawer,
where your skin
is a window open on a night
of many weathers
O night, O sea - you are twittery and long.
There is too much
in this world already. In a pile
Mistake yourself for shadows.
Learn the lullabies of lint.
1st stanza - Gabrielle Calvocoressi Elegy Scale
2nd stanza - Alex Dimitrov Dish Washer
3rd stanza - Trish Harris First Baptist
4th stanza - Sarah Sarai Let Me Ask You This
5th stanza - Kimberly Grey The Difference Between "Oh" and "O"
6th stanza - Stephanie Kartalopoulos Inside a Dark Room
7th stanza - Saeed Jones Sleeping Arrangement
1st stanza - Gabrielle Calvocoressi Elegy Scale
2nd stanza - Alex Dimitrov Dish Washer
3rd stanza - Trish Harris First Baptist
4th stanza - Sarah Sarai Let Me Ask You This
5th stanza - Kimberly Grey The Difference Between "Oh" and "O"
6th stanza - Stephanie Kartalopoulos Inside a Dark Room
7th stanza - Saeed Jones Sleeping Arrangement
3 comments:
Your energy runs the machine, m'dear.
Sarah, on a night
A romp with stolen words. I love it :)
thank you for the music
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