08/17/2005: "Black and Blue"
music: "Te Busco" by Celia Cruz
mood: fucking glorious
EACH FROM DIFFERENT HEIGHTS
by Stephen Dunn.
That time I thought I was in love
and calmly said so
was not much different from the time
I was truly in love
and slept poorly and spoke out loud
to the wall
and discovered the hidden genius
of my hands.
And the times I felt less in love,
less than someone,
were, to be honest, not so different
either.
Each was ridiculous in its own way
and each was tender, yes,
sometimes even the false is tender.
I am astounded
by the various kisses we're capable of.
Each from different heights
diminished, which is simply the law.
And the big bruise
from the longer fall looked perfectly white
in a few years.
That astounded me most of all.
(Thank-you, Danilanh. With a ton of faith, we'll get through this)
Replies: 9 Comments
on Thursday, August 18th, Robert Frost said
Guys, this poem shit should be posted here:
http://poetry.about.com/library/weekly/aa042297.htm
I'm out!
Frosty
on Thursday, August 18th, American Teenagers said
If this is how YOU treat 2005 Teen Choice Award-winning poets, then the comments functionality can go blow itself indefinitely.
on Thursday, August 18th, TERRY said
If this is how you motherfuckers treat Pulitzer Prize-winning poets, the comments functionality will be taken off indefinitely.
on Thursday, August 18th, poetry man said
C is for clause
H is for hot chocolate
R is for reindeer
I is for isreal
S is for santa
T is for tea
M is for mom
A is for animals
S is for soup
H is for holidays
O is for o christmas tree
L is for laughter
I is for isreal
D is for dad
A is for animals
Y is for year
on Wednesday, August 17th, The Fat Boys said
We've got some poetry:
Say hey, my nuts!
Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh
Say hey, my nuts!
Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh
on Wednesday, August 17th, terry said
Sometimes it's okay to hate your friends
on Wednesday, August 17th, Black Eyed Peas said
Can we all post poetry?
Well then:
MY HUMPS
by Black Eyed Peas.
What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon’ do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’m a make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
'Cause of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)
on Wednesday, August 17th, Terry said
Never ever. Let's nix "speed dating" too.
on Wednesday, August 17th, Danilanh Latnhotha said
If by "faith" you mean heavy sedation, then yes, we will get through this, Terry.
Let's never ever double date.
Yours,
DL