In Response to a Poet’s Love Song of 1/24/17

This week, I share the poem that introduced me to Christine last January.  I am always startled by old poems and wonder, “did I really write this?”  Perhaps I did not, life’s changes make us different people even if we believe we are somehow connected to some strange version of our past selves.  Just stories, all of it, persistent memories that don’t want to let go of our present self, perhaps thinking they own the clue we need to make the best choice in this moment, more than the self that is alive and present today.  Alas, how did I get there from here?  Please take the time to read this poem and follow the links to our baristas pages to discover more of their great writing.

In Response to a Poet’s Love Song of 1/24/17

My body now wakes up on its own at 4am
Somehow, transformed from insomnic
To discover the backside of night
And find it as pleasing as Goldilocks
Found the third bed eating the third porridge.
When I talk to the old poet in my journals
Or in files found on my computer that don’t
Remember being written, he chuckles at the
Absurdity of the idea of me waking early
To do anything other than take a piss.

My body now wakes up on its own at 4am
The acoustics of this silence are similar
Yet so very different. Waking creatures
Are more for meditations like these than
The beasts that haunt hours that aren’t stilled
Inside a heart that hears only its own beating
As it tells tales that ache with longing, with pain
That never really was felt, only misunderstood.
This depth, this texture, this darkness marks
The underside of my eyes just as well, thank you.

My body now wakes up on its own at 4am
Still needing coffee in my oldest possession
Aside from stuffed animals hidden from view:
The coffee mug bought at a convention in college.
My hand still holds the pen, a new lover from Japan,
My sensuous mouth still spills familiar treasures
That makes me fall in love all over again. I adore this.
But now, I feel a presence, like eyes glowing through
A window. I am seen. Seen, my stories take me on
Journeys I didn’t even know I wanted to go on.

A response to https://braveandrecklessblog.com/2017/01/24/poets-love-song-romantictuesday/

With additional thanks to: https://thereluctantpoetweb.wordpress.com/2017/02/16/the-backside-of-the-night/
for being inspired enough by the phrase backside of night to hopefully start a meme

and
What is the Best Time of Day to Write Poetry?
for asking the question that got the whole backside of night thing going to begin with

2 thoughts on “In Response to a Poet’s Love Song of 1/24/17

  1. Pingback: Response To: Poet’s Love Song of 1/24/17 – The Militant Negro™

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