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Archeology Of Words
by Jorge R. Vicente
Monday, February 12, 2007
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how many times have I opened the wind
and found a secret hierarchy
of words in a glance, the closed
horizon of those who build life in
silence, observing women
who trail their hair as if they
wanted to wash it.
the painting in the dark corner of the room
does not count any more than a simple
impression of journey; why have I allowed
my verses to whitewash these walls?
why have I glanced from behind at the garden
and the acacia I stole from the earth?
I cry solely when I must cry
and write when I must write.
walls are the face of the house and
memories burn like vast
currents of skin abandoned by
the fire.
© 2007 Jorge R. Vicente – all rights reserved
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| Reviewed by Alexandra* OneLight*® Authors & Creations |
2/25/2007 |
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My apologies, my dear friend, for this very belated "expression of my impressions" regarding yet one more of your unique poems. Times have been a bit "troubled", here, and the mind does not always find the quietness that is needed for concentration. Poems do manage to find their way out of this maze, once in a while, but... we not always do, isn't this curious? ;0)
Anyway, dearest Jorge, I want to say, again, that my "impressions", not only of this poem, but of all of your poetry, are summed up in this sense that it - your poetry - is beyond even the concept of "special". It penetrates fundamentals that we all may seek beneath layers and layers of perception, but which very few attain... and then, of those few, even fewer have the courage to lay bare before others, because even fewer have the courage to face themselves and that inner core this blatantly... this naturally. I so admire you, poet, for the man you are, and so admire the man you are, for the poet you do not curb, rather expand, within you!
Lots of {{{{{{{{abraços}}}}}}}}}}} and love,
Alexandra* |
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| Reviewed by Sandie Angel |
2/21/2007 |
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BRILLIANT!!!!!! BRILLIANT!!!!! *Applaus!!!!!*
Sandie May Angel :o) |
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| Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® |
2/13/2007 |
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Dear Jorge,
What a profound concept delivered with poetic perfection. The "archeology of words" is a profession we must continue to learn.
Love & Light always and in all ways,
Joseph* |
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| Reviewed by Jim Moore (Reader) |
2/12/2007 |
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A tight, well-worded poem with a strong sense of imagery. You definitely spent some time honing this one.
Nice work here,
Jim |
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| Reviewed by richard cederberg |
2/12/2007 |
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A deeply intriguing write Jorge. Beautifully composed!
"I cry solely when I must cry
and write when I must write."
Yes, there are seasons for all things under the sun.
Light and Wisdom ...
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