by Debashish Haar
Monday, March 27, 2006
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Picture: Mouth (Haley Mellin)
You enter my mind, my room,
and winnow the shifting
dune of language glaring at you.
drip the words issue out.
Over the effacing landscape
your shadows take flight,
as the moon scatters waves
in the desert, and a thirst wakes
and builds cages of desire
where sand trickles in,
where your nakedness reclines
and builds castles of sand,
sand that sings and breaks loose.
Murmur of snakes and insects,
the drumbeats of storms,
the screaming and panting of earth,
the shadows that break and make
erase my progress each day.
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|Reviewed by Marie Wadsworth
|very deep and explorative. appeals to the senses and the mind. write on.|
|Reviewed by Aberjhani
|What an exquisite beauty we have here in this map of a maze of shared and solitary intimacies. You etch with caring skill the lines that blur and entangle selves when reaching for the deeper and higher points of human connection. Exceptional art in every way.
|Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie
|Ah Debs, so deep and powerful, love the imagery and poetic excellence. outstanding.
|Reviewed by Sherry Heim
|Wonderful poetic offering.|
|Reviewed by Dawn Richerson
|complex and endlessly fascinating, Debs. Dawn|
|Reviewed by Rosemarie Skaine
|Thought provoking. Excellent write. R|
|Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope)
|A very absorbing poem|
|Reviewed by Missy Cross
|I have not the skill to describe the poignant impact this piece has for me. Breathless.|