Painting by Andrew Atroshenko
Her eyes took me in
A roomful of books
And I looked for Kafka
Her hands took mine
In grasp so tender
And taught me braille
Her lips whispered low
In my ear
Forget Shakespeare
For today - embrace Maugham
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Written for TheWriters' Island
Very cool! I love it!
ReplyDeleteInteresting use of writers to suggest feelings emanating beyond the moment! Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteMaghaum is one of the travel writers I love. This poem is tight. I like how a quick imperative in the end made me realize to move away from such Shakespearean influence. How are you, my friend?
ReplyDeleteDear Arian,
ReplyDeleteI am okay, burning the midnight oil with folklore from China and India. I am deep into Jataka tales at the moment - you wouldn't believe how many Asian tales originate from the Ramayana and Jataka tales!
I LOVE Maugham! As he has been to Malaysia (a century ago where I used to live my other life) I feel somewhat closer to the man. Of course we can't live without Shakespeare, but I feel a need to get away once in a while!
Dear Sherry,
ReplyDeleteI am a bit exhausted from writing folklore...how are you? Thank you for dropping by!
Dear Gemma,
ReplyDeleteI am glad you like the writers. They do have their own personalities that influence the way we think so strongly.
What an incredible woman, a literary femme fatale who can wrap a man around her finger. Very well crafted piece.
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