It is such a strange time, such a painful and difficult time, and in beautiful form, so many of the writers and artists I know have risen to the occasion and begun to share so much of their art with the world. This prompted me to be courageous and start up my Recorded Poetry Series again. Yesterday, I posted a sort of second introduction and the first poem for this second incarnation of the series.
If you have the time, I hope you will take a listen.
Time Spent in Doorways
I bite back images
of staggering into midnight,
intoxicated and burned by rage,
a gift from my abusers.
Eyeless, it flies like a blade
through my memory.
My hands are fierce and stained
with the stigmata of bitterness and indignation.
I remember your fingers firm against my throat,
forcing me backwards into the crowd.
Spurned by the flicker of violence,
I strike your cruel lips,
coil back with shame and run.
Drunk and stumbling, the icy pavement
tears holes into my fishnets and the
twisting street leads me to collapse in
the doorway of an abandoned coffee shop.
I lay sprawled at the feet
of an unforgiving night,
drenched in the smell of fury and
covered with city soot.
*originally published in Chanterelle’s Notebook
March 28, 2020 at 9:41 am
So good, great picture.
March 28, 2020 at 10:04 am
Thank you my love!
March 28, 2020 at 11:04 am
It’s great!
March 28, 2020 at 11:29 am
Thanks so much, River!!!! I am not the best with visual stuff, so Joe is going to help me make the visual part of the project more dynamic. It is good to feel like I am challenging myself a bit, if that makes sense.
March 28, 2020 at 10:11 pm
I get what you mean. What you’ve put out so far looks good. Keep it up!
March 28, 2020 at 10:25 pm
Thank you, River! Tomorrow I am posting another one, but Joe did the visuals, so it is way better! It was very cool to do a creative project with him!
March 29, 2020 at 6:39 pm
Looking forward to it!
March 28, 2020 at 11:33 am
Love hearing your voice
March 28, 2020 at 11:38 am
Thank you so much, Steve! I have been thinking about you, hoping you are safe and well and so glad you are sheltering in the new house. I am determined to catch up on my blog reading this week.
March 28, 2020 at 12:23 pm
time on the run
no little fun
the day is compounded
on the other
thirty days
six weeks
things taken for granted
no longer available
at least this year
time round~
March 28, 2020 at 12:29 pm
Love this, John!
March 28, 2020 at 12:31 pm
thank you for the recording.
March 28, 2020 at 12:33 pm
I am about to become a recording fiend!
March 28, 2020 at 12:35 pm
good because i reckon we will have to last in the new norm til may 1.
March 28, 2020 at 1:31 pm
At least…..
March 28, 2020 at 12:41 pm
Bitterly good. Welcome back.
March 28, 2020 at 1:31 pm
Thank you, Love. I hope you are doing ok. Love you.
March 28, 2020 at 2:31 pm
Trying to. Love you too.
March 28, 2020 at 4:19 pm
Oh Sweetie. I sense how much you are suffering. If there is anything I can do, please let me know.
March 29, 2020 at 5:15 am
I have my days…I’m better today. Thanks, hon.
March 29, 2020 at 9:05 am
I am glad to hear it. Take hold of the good days!
March 28, 2020 at 1:37 pm
What a visceral and powerful piece, Susan! And always more so in your voice. So good! Hope you and your loved ones are well. 💜
March 28, 2020 at 1:59 pm
Thank you so much, Angela!!! I have missed you. I hope you and your family are safe at home and all healthy. Much love. xo
March 28, 2020 at 3:59 pm
Always a pleasure! Likewise. We are well, thank you. Stay safe and love to you! 💜
March 29, 2020 at 7:49 am
Not only did I listen, but I shared it on FB and MY MOM called me to ask who you were because she listened to it too and thought it was “beautiful and haunting”. She also, like me, loved your voice:-)
March 29, 2020 at 9:07 am
Oh my god, Suzanne, you are amazing! Thank you so much, and please thank your Mom for me. This made me really emotional. You are the best!!!