You
whisper to me
Soul Stirrings
from that deep source within.
I listen because your soul
always speaks to me in quiet
pillow breaths;
soft tones
reaching deep into my open beating heart.
Here ecstasies are quietly rendered;
Yours and Mine-sychronized flutterings;
nighttime tones meditate
and separate
True-ness from the days background noise
as we make the moment ours.
Come closer breathing
as we exchange
fire stirrings,
cross whisperings
which sculpt as these intimate intimacies rush--
low, soft connections made--
which make our minds reel;
our mouths touch;
mixing those gentle breezes
whispers make
allowing
we two to grow
pomegranates on our souls.
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
Blessings,
Christine