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Since RetroLounge going to be absent, I figured I'd try to take over at least for the work days, some of the time :)
Here's a personal favorite by a man whom I have the pleasure of learning from:
What I Mean When I Say Blossom
is, yes, stargazers clumped in a vase & this morning beginning to unfold, or the mesa's cobalt irises trying to engulf the withered field. But also a boy slumped at a wall, lifting the gas soaked rag
to his face, a burn mark - I can't help it - curving across a thigh & that air raid photograph, taken moments after, in which the land, too, seems to bloom. There's a drawing Scotch-taped to my freezer,
scribbled in mulberry & teal, of Saint Dorothy clasping daisies petaled with lowercase u's, or there's the Wal-Mart security screen I watched become awash with backdrop light, effloresce, & turn
entirely white each time the doors hissed back & someone - looking for a blender or butterscotch-sented candles - stepped into the kind of bright, tiled space by now we can't live without. Within
Rorschach ink blot VIII alone, patients have seen coral reefs, baskets, a bladder, a woman weeping who wears a green hat, Jell-O, Greenland, fir tree in the distance, a coat of arms, iridescence of a bubble. Odd,
how I'm reluctant to give up this list, hoe it's easier to tell you salamander, labia, ribs laid open, forest fire & canoe, even Mother Goose without a neck, than finish what I'm trying to say.
Let's allow tonight, for as long as we can, for this word instead to empty itself until it is nothing but sweetness & petals, until it means only twilight, pear-white sand, our tongues thick with palm liquor.
Or only the mail-order orchid we keep not far from our bed. Each evening at dusk - although it's futile & we're miles from any such thing - it tries to lure a nocturnal moth by filling our room with its scent: citrus,
or cinnamon, or jasmine - we haven't quite placed it yet. No matter. Our bodies will soon begin to move, or perhaps lie perfectly still, & for awhile I won't need the name of anything at all to be clearer.
Matt Donovan From "Vellum" 2007
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