Braiding Us Together *
I have always known
I am barely visible, a muted
unfinished painting
moored loose from the dark matter
distracted thinking about
someone’s finger itchy with hate
a place I don’t want to go
a museum of small sadnesses
I heard the world smolder
arpeggiating brokenness
My heart floods around me like water
This is the stunning time of in-between
the feeling of being suspended
like a tightropewalker holding a heron egg
The world opens itself to
putting the knives to sleep
The flame of life leaps
wings open like blue doors
Let the longest day’s light carry you
You are a deep memory
vibrating with contentedness
Step out into the yard of astonishment
Sew the world together with the tender
slow unfolding
of clarity
the path to mending
Sow kindness
with such abandon
in the letterbox of my heart
there is only this
green shimmer of
a distant and half-remembered home
*Cento of lines/phrases from LEXPOMO poems by Roberta Schultz, Linda Bryant, Sylvia Ahrens, Jim Lally, Laura Foley, Sylvia Ahrens, Carrie Elam Spillman, Shaun Turner, Tom C. Hunley, Pam Campbell, Sophie Watson, Coleman Davis, Gwyneth Stewart, Ellen Austin-Li, T. M Thomson.
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I love this–the cento and community aspect is great–but the poem itself has a true emotional journey and invites the reader in to it
Absolutely what he said.
This is fantastic! Well done!
It’s a lot of fun to greet these lines in a new way. Very well done!
Karen, I read two lines and turned off the stereo.
Five lines in, my head and neck were catching fire.
The feeling moved down my body, and I released
beginning to cry.
I hope whatever grew here this summer and passed through you,
filled my heart and shook me,
goes to make peace.
Now.
I feel like a dope. I’m going to remind myself I am a manly man’s man of men and listen to some Black Sabbath records in a muy macho manner. I feel such affinity for what you did here. Thank you so much. ❤️
You’re welcome. It was a pleasure writing it.
Karen – What a beautiful tapestry you have woven of us! I am honored and so delighted with this lovely poem. You weave all our hearts together as well!
Another wonderful poem, Karen! Favorite lines:
a museum of small sadnesses
like a tightropewalker holding a heron egg
Step out into the yard of astonishment
I could go on & on, but to summarize: this is lovely & expresses a deep well of poignancy that resonates with readers.
I love the way the poem begins – the thought of being barely visible is intriguing. And then I really like the way the poems speaker (I) speaks to the reader and lists commands. Very nicely done!
Thank you. I love this communal poem.
Wowsers! I love how you took our lines and made them your own poem braiding (love the title) us together with you!
You’ve inspired me to do the same before we end this month!
I like how my ‘arpeggiating brokenness’ braids with ‘I heard the world smolder’
Well done!
This is so wonderful! Thank you!