The Love of This World MAG

By Madeleine Barnes BRONZE, Wexford, Pennsylvania
Madeleine Barnes BRONZE, Wexford, Pennsylvania
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All the good in me unlaced I pull what I own across the floor,
books devoured to the spine, impressions the knees of my jeans
have made of kneeling, my ghosts of ghosts, the saint who is namesake.

I lay it out. A turtle can lay one hundred
thirty-seven eggs in the hollows of trash-filled beaches
and pray her young into the foam

and I know how she judges her almost-gone
with the shell’s first clean fracture, and how much she holds
when she owns nothing and watches it race away.

I line it up for you, lay it down, armfuls, fistfuls,
incalculable catalogues of rinsed fingerprints
released, as they are back-breaking, as this convex shell

is enough, as the body becomes the loudest resonating
home where I deadlock roomfuls of possessions,
where my valuables belong so unbearably to me

that they are not mine. And because I want to float
I lay them down, the swatches of fabric, the memories of places
I swore I had owned so wholly I felt them through to the relics,

laid down, the hopes I hold for the ones I’d kill to own
who swim between combs of aimless currents,
of whom I am no owner, of what I am no mother

I lay them out for you. And as the sea holds
each embryo to the memory of one
original shell, I am unforgivably enamored

with the ownership of all.

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on Mar. 16 2009 at 4:06 pm
Really good =]

Ishmael SILVER said...
on Mar. 16 2009 at 1:53 am
Ishmael SILVER, Alva, Florida
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Favorite Quote:
How could there be any question of acquiring or possessing, when the one thing needful for a man is to become - to be at last, and to die in the fullness of his being.
- Antoine de Saint-Exupery

I loved your poem. Wonderful use of imagery. I'm curious if I'm right in my interpretation. Are you trying to say that you feel that all your material possesions are burdens to you, but the products of your life and so therefore a part of you that you now must sadly give away so that you may be free?

paper fat said...
on Mar. 8 2009 at 4:19 am
i saw a turtle hatch once, at a small cedar lake in new jersey. it was beautiful, and very much like this. you're always wonderful, dearest.

x___Lou said...
on Mar. 7 2009 at 10:13 pm
this is lovely. so lovely.

wordisbird said...
on Mar. 7 2009 at 6:12 pm
so gorgeous i love it

emilym54 said...
on Mar. 7 2009 at 5:37 pm
Absolutely incredible.

lolirue said...
on Mar. 7 2009 at 3:08 pm
The best sort of thing to wake up to. Wonderful, as always.

Kayla said...
on Mar. 7 2009 at 1:56 pm
This was really great!!! I love everything about it, my favorite lines were "I line it up for you, lay it down, armfuls, fistfuls,

incalculable catalogs of rinsed fingerprints


whiteteethxx said...
on Mar. 7 2009 at 1:38 pm
That was really, really beautiful. I love the theme, and your allusions.

on Mar. 7 2009 at 7:17 am
this is so, so, beautiful.

aimerific said...
on Mar. 7 2009 at 3:00 am
I like the last (full) stanza a lot. Unbelievable.

luna said...
on Mar. 7 2009 at 12:29 am
makes me think. a lot.

this is magnificent.

faetal said...
on Mar. 6 2009 at 11:42 pm
i like this, and i'm thinking this site has the spacing a little funky. if that's true i'd love to see how this is really supposed to be formatted because that could easily fix my small issues with this.

the idea behind the second and third stanza is fantastic. i drooled a bit. :p

teaparteas said...
on Mar. 6 2009 at 9:52 pm
this is written in such a unique but still captivating.

i loved this, a lot.

Nightwolf said...
on Mar. 6 2009 at 9:43 pm
This is so very beautiful.

roohead said...
on Mar. 6 2009 at 9:09 pm
awesome... keep on truckin'!

=D =D =D said...
on Mar. 4 2009 at 3:25 pm
This is really amazing

on Mar. 3 2009 at 10:12 pm
That was amazing you really pour your heart out. It's amazing keep it up!

on Mar. 3 2009 at 8:26 pm
kissingdawn331 SILVER, Palatine, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
"when your hourglass runs out of sand you can't flip it over and start again."(changes weekly so check next weeks l8er)

i loved it...You do photography too?wow amazing

AnnaD BRONZE said...
on Feb. 24 2009 at 8:25 pm
AnnaD BRONZE, East Bethany, New York
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Really makes you think. Great literary elements; imagery and stuff. Flows so nicely and really takes on a new meaning to each person who reads it. :-)


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